I despair of journalism. Not all journalists but certainly many I stumble over in the popular press.

I understand I am personally to blame for the entire failure of the fourth estate. I stopped buying newspapers. This has its implications. I do recall being excited to collect a free copy of the Sunday Mail from my local supermarket recently. I have stockpiled it. How else can I clean the bar-b-que.

I have yet to see a publication on line that I am ready to pay for. I do look at the on line press daily and  shake my head at the trite rubbish that pervades the popular press. Nothing could convince me to pay for what I have seen so far in the areas I am keen to know more about.

So it is all my fault - I apologise.

Then I read a piece like I saw recently and I know I am right. The standard of journalism is simply abysmal. I will not link to the story but if you follow the popular press you will no doubt stumble over it.

I take pictures. I grab an image, snap a quick photo. I rarely take the time to make a picture. I don’t often setup images and spend the time to make it work best with attention to exposure etc. I quite like auto on my camera and since the best camera in the world is the one you have with you when you need it, many of my images come from my iPhone.

It is almost 100 years since an ad agency told us that a picture is worth a thousand words. It is true a picture can convey so much more than a descriptive passage, but is a picture still worth a thousand words. Perhaps inflation has changed the value we can today aport to a picture.