Friday, 29 May 2026

Old Age ...keeping it at bay!

 I'm not slowing down, overall. As I approach 90 <giggly chuckle> I continue to work a seven-day-week. OK so my eyes have stopped my progress in art, nevertheless, I am lining up eye surgery to reverse that. 


The secret is stay diverse in your 'play'. By doing a Masters in Naval History in 2022 I am able to write a book now on the Royal Naval Air Service 1912 - 1918. This keeps me busy as I am already writing the Balloon Book (see 3 Aug 2025 entry) and doing a Masters of Law.

I don't expect people to understand how I see these occupations as being  'play' and not 'work'... but I do...gets me up early each morning.


Why do I keep making these random posts? Well I'm loath to close this blog...it was a link to a number of talented people for so many enjoyable years. I guess it's like putting a message in a bottle...setting adrift in the blogosphere... and hoping it washes up on one of those good peoples' blog-shore. 




Tuesday, 3 February 2026

Sail Well, "Seagull"

 And so it's farewell to 'Seagull',  the last boat I shall ever build


Sunday, 20 July 2025

Joint Biography of Vincenzo Lunardi and James Tytler

 Just been commissioned to write the joint biography of Lunardi & Tytler, the first ever to fly in Britain. If you want to know more look on this blog for November 2017.


                           Vincenzo Lunardi (Scotland, 28 July 1786)         John Simlett
Pen & Ink on Cartridge Paper
12 inches x 8 inches

Wednesday, 2 July 2025

Two Wheels On My Wagon... But I'm Still Rolling Along

I thought I would leave a ripple in the pond, otherwise you might think me gone to meet my maker..................! plop !

No art anymore, my eyesight won't permit it. I'm fine though, it's just the bits that carry me around are a bit dodgy. As I approach my 88th year, I'm still working  playing 7 days a week: writing and studying.

Since my 84th birthday things have gone ballistic: I was elected to the Society for Architectural Illustrators, elected a postgraduate member of the Royal Historical Society, passed an MA in Naval History, and an MSc in Forensic Psychology. 

I was going to do a PhD in Naval History and had offers from Portsmouth and Suffolk universities. But I have decided I don't need the travel time spent between, uni, museums, archive etc. Instead, I'm just starting an MA in Creative Writing (CW) - I did a couple of CW courses as an undergrad, so I understand what is involved.

I have so many projects on file that never got written up, therefore the CW will allow me to get it all written up with modern influences. It will get me out of academic writing, and back into stuff suitable for mainstream audiences. Should be fun.

Bye for now



 

Monday, 18 December 2023

Ave Des Gobelins

This replaces the post of 29 June 2023 which became corrupted - The Comments (David & John) were lost ...sorry!


 Just as you thought you'd seen the back of me ........

I always get pulled back to my roots, and a building often needs to be drawn. This one caught me .... the ink is still wet.

Number 2 the Avenue of Goblins Paris - as it looked in 1904







As 2023 Stumbles OUT, I Stumble ON!

 I don't suppose there are many who remember me as the prolific blogger, I doubt those that do will ever look in here...... BUT ... my life is very different now to how it used to be, and so here's an update for the few that might might peep in. xxx.

My wife died just over 2 years ago, we were married 62 years, and it changed me considerably. Now, aged 86,  I go where the wind blows me ... at first I painted and drew day & night like a maniac. 

...the wind changed direction and I fell into Forensic Psychology and took a Masters of Science degree (MSc).

...the wind changed and connected me to my childhood: At 15 years of age I became apprenticed for 5 years to be a Shipwright (Ship & boat builder) ... I have begun, and have almost finished, a Master of Arts degree (MA) with the University of Portsmouth, in Naval History.

If the wind stays in this direction I shall start a Doctorate (PhD) late 2024. I intend to write a thesis on a marshland that became Samuel Pepys's Dockyard, which in turn built a hamlet to accommodate the dockyard workers. Until then, the workers and their families lived in the Hulks of the old Ships of the Line of the Royal Navy.

The Hulks were loved by the workers, with street names, and 'house numbers'. Against their will they were moved to the wooden houses: the 'Blue Houses'...the houses grew to become a wooden town named Blue Town ... no electricity, water from a well, almost primitive, and here is where I grew up.

There is so little written about this particular history, that the two years for research will be fully utilised, and then a year to write. The only problem is!!!! I feel a slight change in the wind and am feeling the need to draw what I will be writing about! 

The Dockyard was closed in 1960. Blue Town expanded to become Sheerness and is more of a London suburb than a coastal town. So here we have the lifecycle of a dockyard and a way of life.  Amen.


If I 'pop my clogs' before I finish, at least I will go out of this life loving what I am doing.

NOT MY ARTWORK