In the United Kingdom and Ireland when we went on holiday in 1996.

I happened across many people and had conversations, but five stood out and I remember them to this day.

A pigeon handler releasing birds in the Yorkshire moors.

A shearer shearing sheep on a tarpaulin under a tree in the corner of a paddock on the Isle of Skye.

Another Shearer shearing sheep using a petrol-driven mobile stand in the back of a trailer in John O Groats, Scotland.

The fascination of watching a fisherman fishing off a jetty at low tide in Penzance. I was fascinated by a drop of moisture seemingly permanently attached to the end of his nose.

A great conversation with a street cleaner in Dublin during the late hours of the night when I went out walking.