We travel through life with great ambition and sometimes imagining that we have huge talent just waiting to be unlocked.
I bought myself some golf clubs and imagined myself a Championship player. I can’t get my handicap lower than 20!
I bought myself a guitar and imagined myself as the next Bob Dylan. I can’t play the guitar, write songs or sing. But then again Bob can’t sing that well either!
I started to write a blog and imagined myself a great writer. I can’t even get Freshly Pressed!
A long time ago, about 1976, I bought myself an SLR camera and imagined myself a great photographer. This is one of the images from that brief period of expectation that I was certain would be snapped up by National Geographic. It wasn’t!