Another late arrival

Just as I was a latecomer to the world of blogging, I really am late to the world of Instagram. If I was age 19 or even 29, I would be using Instagram as my means of social media connection with others, photographing every meal, and in short recording my life in images.

As is very evident, age 29 is a distant memory and my use of Instagram is only as a photograph album that I share with family and friends.

Ok, until I realised my privacy settings were, well not so private, I was also sharing my photographs with the world. Not a problem in its own right, but I did seem to encourage ‘connections’ offering me Russian brides (….If only they knew that I am not the route to a passport and a large bank account), Medical Enlargement Clinics offering surgery free treatment presumably to ‘improve my prospects’ with said Russian brides and of course Bitcoin Riches to ensure that myself and new wife Tatanya Yelga Anastasia can live in wealthy bliss back in Vladivostok.

In a way though, it’s more than a photograph album , but a means of me wearing my heart on my sleeve and declaring my love for clouds, sunsets and generally the countryside around us.

But I sense I am not alone…search on #sunsets, #clouds and so on and you will find I am in good company.

Well, maybe just me and three sparrows like these clouds but you know what I mean…

A bit like my blog, my Instagram account is there to be enjoyed by anyone who passes by and drops , but blissfully ignored by the remaining others…..or 99.99999999999999999% of the world’s population as I like to call them.

As always, I hope you enjoyed this. Feel free to comment, share and like.

For the opacarophiles (sunset lovers) just head straight to my Instagram page late.again

Finally I’m here..please start on the word finally!

I am somewhat late to this party! Blogs have been around for years and at the last count, there were as far as I know quite a lot of them. In the millions I believe. That however is not really important, but what made me create one is quite simple really. Sainsbury’s (or in fact any supermarket) had previously been my outlet for sharing my words with the captive audience of the cashier unable to escape from me in the way that family and friends can. However out of pity for these people and also the driving advance of self service, I felt a blog may be a more humane alternative. So here we are…just think of this as ‘unexpected item in bagging area’

And about me

I am not your average blogger, but do enjoy sharing life experiences, the funny stuff, the good that that people do. And the name Tockwith? Tockwith is a village where we used to live…I like the name Tockwith. It actually means Dairy Farm in Old English….so there you go! Everyday is an education………

So what next?

More to follow about me, and my life, if you are interested. If you like what you see, please let me know, if it’s not for you, that fine too, I’ll get over it. And there a million other Tockwiths just waiting for you.