In September 1968, I produced this photograph on the beach at Shanklin on the Isle of Wight. An A3+ print now faces guests sitting on our loo.
Also on this holiday
after a paddle, Michael prevailed upon a pregnant Jackie to dig a hole in the
sand for him to climb into.
Three months later Matthew was born, and introduced to his big brother.
Little did I know that, after many years apart, Jackie and I would be living in the New Forest, close enough for me to be regularly photographing the island.