Growing up, we always had a camera in the house. Mum and Dad would take pictures of everywhere we went. Holiday's, trips to the zoo and days out on the beach. It wasn't long before we had a cabinet full of photo albums. Back then it was film. You had to wait patiently. And as a kid, you became hooked on the thrill of seeing how those pictures came out. When I was 11 years old my mother gave me a Kodak Instamatic 35mm film camera for a school trip to Oxenwood in Wiltshire. It was on the slopes of Fosbury Camp, an Iron Age hill fort, that I took my first Landscape photograph. 25 years later and nothing has changed. The thrill is still there. Except now the huge advancements in technology have taken photography in a direction few could of dreamed of back then. But I owe everything to my Mum and Dad. It was their love of photographs. Their energy and enthusiasm. They inspired me into being what I am today. That single moment on Fosbury changed my life. It was then that I knew what I wanted to be.