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To see a larger version, just click on any picture. Full name: Stephen Michael Hooker, nicknames: Acw, Zok. Born in Aberdare, used to live in 46 Peasant View, Godreaman, Aberdare, Mid Glamorgan where my parents still live. Also used to live in Selbourne (Selborne) Street, Chuckery, Walsall. Bachelor of Arts (BA) Degree in Visual Communications from West Midlands College of Higher Education. Ran a business from The Custard Factory Digbeth.
To see a larger version, just click on any picture. Full name: Stephen Michael Hooker, nicknames: Acw, Zok. Born in Aberdare, used to live in 46 Peasant View, Godreaman, Aberdare, Mid Glamorgan where my parents still live. Also used to live in Selbourne (Selborne) Street, Chuckery, Walsall. Bachelor of Arts (BA) Degree in Visual Communications from West Midlands College of Higher Education. Ran a business from The Custard Factory Digbeth.
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Ironbridge autumn stone throwing
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These are over the past few days. We often go here to throw stones into the River Severn. Today, Esme wants to learn how to skim stones. Her throwing's not quite up to it I decide. But still she wants to learn.
I show her how to grip the flat stones, but still she just gets a plop, not a hop. Eventually, she does one! It skips twice, I think. She's pleased. After a few more plops, she does another two skips. Even better, shes going to tell Mum. Much later, she wants more lessons. I tell her about practicing, do a little today, a bit more next time... She wants to practice now. So more gripping lessons, and I think I've cracked how to show her how to grip. A few plops, then... Count them... FIVE hops. Amazing! She is so happy. I let out a, "I don't believe it!" She just smiles contentedly. I'm happy for her. She keeps smiling as I rave on and on. "Amazing! Five hops!" "Well, well, well. I never." She's gorgeous when she smiles like that. |
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