As night fell on my day with David Bradley, David and I visited my friend John Kirtley.
John is the Falconer.
When I first met John, I (naively) asked him if he liked the film Kes.
And if he knew of David Bradley.
John just stared at me. And lifted his shirt.
Across his chest is a large tattoo.
Of David Bradley.
Dreams.
So imagine this…
I introduce John Kirtley to the boy – now the man – that has been tattooed on his chest for over 10 years.
Dan the photographer/videographer is there too.
As is John’s beautiful Kestrel.
The sun starts to set and we all walk slowly to the woods by John’s Falconry.
And this happens:
