As a photographer I’m lucky to be able to contribute to the area’s most popular free community magazine. Not only that, the subjects tell me all about their lives, and then hopefully I write an interesting story. It’s a collaborative effort – and maybe because of that on some level I’ve made lots of friends.
Robin Mills met Jenny Halling Barnard at the Dorset History Centre, Dorchester ‘My Mum and Dad met in Botswana where they were both teaching. Dad’s Danish and Mum’s a Bristolian. They both have itchy feet and love travelling, and I Read more »
‘I had a wonderful childhood, born and brought up in Virginia Water in Surrey, which seemed at that time to be like a real village. My dad was a baker, and his shop, Wentworth Patisserie, was one in a parade Read more »
‘I was brought up in the West Midlands, just north of Telford, so I’m not a local boy. Telford’s maybe not the best address but is in fact steeped in history, with the Ironbridge Gorge nearby. I was lucky to Read more »
Robin Mills met Alan Pearce in Bridport, Dorset ‘I was born at 9 o’clock in the evening on the 28th November 1932, in Morden in Surrey. My father was born in Wandsworth, my mother in Battersea; my father worked at Read more »
‘My family’s all Dorset born and bred, I’ve lived here in this house all my life, and my Mum and Dad come from round here too. Mum works at Beaminster School as a teaching assistant for SEN children, and my Read more »
‘I came to work in Dorset in April 1974, on a community development project funded by the Department of the Environment. I was working in London and quite keen to get out; I had failed three interviews already for related Read more »
‘I was born in Bridport in 1970. My Mum had Asian flu early in her pregnancy, which was diagnosed as the reason I was born deaf, and that was confirmed when I was 6 months old. From then on for Read more »
‘My childhood was spent in rural Wiltshire, where my sister, two brothers and I had a very happy and carefree upbringing. My mother took us riding around the countryside and we played in the fields and woods. My father was Read more »
Some years ago a friend said that if you want to walk some coastal path, the bit you have to do is from St Ives to Penzance, round Land’s End. In May 2007 I spent a few days in glorious Read more »
‘I was born in Yeovil maternity hospital in 1936. My mother died a couple of weeks later from septicaemia and complications following the birth; there were no antibiotics in those days. My father arranged for my paternal grandparents to bring Read more »