Over To The Dark Side

This is the other side of the team. The real dark side. This is where I like to hide myself on cold days and nights with a few old negatives, a bottle of red and a touch of Wagner on the sound system - or Eric Clapton, Steeleye Span or some such. It depends how the mood takes me. A few sheets of nice paper, the smell of chemistry. It's a wonderful way to turn the clock back to the good old days.