In the autumn of 1994, I decided to “hang up my cameras”. EMPICS was growing as a business – and it needed me at base. I’d tried to bring in senior managers to take on my role – but that was not successful (probably my fault rather than theirs). I also felt it was time to not “run away” to foreign parts every time the bank manager called to chase a reduction in the overdraft!
I’d also had a very enjoyable year taking pictures – covering the Winter Olympics in Lillehammer, UEFA Champions League Final in Athens, the Football World Cup in the USA and the European Athletics Championships in Helsinki (where I met my future wife!). Also, I had been successful in the European Sports Photographer of the Year Awards – so was on a high.
Photography is a serious addiction. It’s an absorbing occupation – especially when working in a journalistic capacity. You need to predict the story, visualise what might happen – and then be in the right place at the right time. It was also great fun travelling the world with some very special photographers. It was hard to give up – and I admire my colleagues from those days who are still very active. I still spend half my time watching news and sports events spotting them in the background!
It gave me fantastic opportunities to record important moments in modern history – and to meet/photograph some great people. Among the highlights were The Queen, Princess Diana, Pope John Paul II, Mother Teresa, Nelson Mandela, Margaret Thatcher, Freddie Mercury, Barry Sheene, Ayrton Senna, Brian Clough and Sir Alex Ferguson.
In 1981, I started my first job after school as a Trainee Press Photographer at Mercury Press Agency in Liverpool. I’d not bargained for my first week in employment to involve the coverage of some of the worst rioting on mainland Britain. I’ll always remember the phone ringing late at night after the family had […]
At the end of the 1990s, sports rights holders were increasingly restricting the access of photography agencies and individual sports photographers into events. The story was not a new one – up until 1972, only one photographic agency was allowed in to a cricket ground to photograph test matches. Things were looking like turning full […]
In 1985, I was a 22-year-old press photographer in a well-paid and rewarding job at the Leicester Mercury. I had excellent colleagues – and a very comfortable life. However, it was not enough for me – and I wanted to work for National Newspapers and create my own business. So I set out to create […]
I lived in a council house on the ring road in Liverpool (Queens Drive) – and had very supportive parents (although I might not have thought so at the time). I went to a Catholic Boys’ Grammar School, St Francis Xavier’s – I and was very religious (up until the moment I was 18 – […]
In the late 1980s, there was a transformation in the world of national newspapers. New titles, such as The Independent and Today came in to the market – and Rupert Murdoch fought the battle of Wapping to help rid the industry of some terrible, union backed practices (see “On the Wire – how many men […]