Neil. Moralee:
The sun is "way-over" the yardarm
Neil. Moralee:
A cottage by the sea
Neil. Moralee:
Solo
Neil. Moralee:
At the edge of the light.
Neil. Moralee:
I think it's going to rain !
Neil. Moralee:
Low pressure.
Neil. Moralee:
Cosy cottage.
Neil. Moralee:
Bessie - Ellen, out of Plymouth.
Neil. Moralee:
The last light.
Neil. Moralee:
Water colours.
Neil. Moralee:
At the end of the day. (Charlestown).
Neil. Moralee:
Walking into the wind.
Neil. Moralee:
Off for a break.
Neil. Moralee:
Charletown, or is it ?
Neil. Moralee:
At the wheel of a tall ship.
Neil. Moralee:
A man happy in his work.
Neil. Moralee:
There's more down there than you think.
Neil. Moralee:
Lock-Down - - it's only a matter of time.
Neil. Moralee:
We live in uncertain times
Neil. Moralee:
Janice through the mocking glass.
Neil. Moralee:
The call of the night waves.
Neil. Moralee:
Ethel and the eggs