Les cinq mots choisis par James William Hindle :
Cats
Sleep
Outdoors
Photographs
Music



Cats
Cats is love is love is cats. Cats is my beautiful brother and my lover and my special little bonnie.


Sleep
Something I do badly but love to do. I don't do enough of it; spend the day looking forward to doing it and then get frustrated when I can't and then when i wake up, that I can't keep doing it!


Outdoors
Swimming in Vermont, bus rides in the peak district, sitting in my garden, cornish sea breezes, walking with Haggis, snorkling in Angelsey...not being sat in an un-air-conditioned office building!


Photographs
I always sing about them for some reason, and I take them obsesseively. Think it's cos I am scared to let memories fade away. But then I end up not being able to get rid of memories I don't want to keep, and lose countless photgraphs... is that ironic? probably... according to a good friend I also always sing about the corners of furniture...


Music
Obvious I know, but not to be undersetimated. To paraphrase will oldham - 'am song, and song is of me'.