The towers downtown Singapore next to the harbour/bay. There is a stricct height restriction on buildings in Singapore so as not to interfere with flight operations at the island’s two airports, principally the major international airport, Changi.
Rows of Australian graves in the Kranji War Memorial, on the north side of Singapore. These soldiers served protecting the Malay peninsula during the second world war. The memorial is looked after by the Commonwealth War Graves commission.
Sydney, looking over North and South Heads from the Pacific (in the east) towards the city. When surveying the east coast of Australia, Captain Cook initially dismissed what would later become Port Jackson/Sydney Harbour: he couldn’t see over the rock of the heads and dismissed it as merely a rocky cove.
Before Thomas’ wedding the men of the family were invited to go to HARS for the day when Mary held her Kitchen Tea for the ladies. The day included a flight on the Super Constellation.
Sydney Observatory as seen from the west in the late afternoon sunlight, with the full moon large overhead. The people standing on the street below are watching the Pope’s formal arrival by boat at the Sydney World Youth Day.
Year-round views guaranteed • A house looking down on the valley of the Rhine. I think this house is in the village of Steinort, which I passed through on my way down from Malbun to Triesenberg. The township visible on the valley floor (in the centre of the photograph) is Triesen. On the other side of the Rhine is Switzerland (the Canton of St Gall/Sankt Gallen).
Glassy stillness • Private boats moored on Lake Geneva in the early dusk light. On the opposite shore of the lake you can see the buildings of the rive gauche; in the distance are the still-snow-covered French Alps.
Moody • One of the paddle steamers operated by the Compagnie Générale de Navigation sur le lac Léman (CGN) as a ferry to multiple points around the lake in Switzerland and France sits moored on the north-west shore of Lake Geneva.
Glowering skies • Eventually the rain stopped, but the cold wind coming from the top of the mountain only got stronger. The sun came out occasionally, but the wind was blowing the clouds at such a great speed that the periods of sunshine could be measured in seconds.
Starting young • A group of children in a skiing lesson. The poor weather doesn’t seem to have affected their enjoyment of the thing.
What I personally find funny about this photo is that each child seems to be in his own little world! So, we have the girl who is clinging onto her skis for dear life, and the boy (or perhaps girl) who is balancing on one leg. There’s something very ‘Être et Avoir’ about the scene!
The place that a town forgot • Greg and I got to the Gare des Eaux-Vives to find a building deserted, a ticket machine that didn’t work, graffiti on the walls (including on the sign describing the station as an unmanned customs post), no handle on the door to the platform (it had been ripped off: we had to prise the door open with the tips of our fingers), and an old car seat sitting on the other side of the track.
The station is run by the French national railway, the SNCF.