It’s been a long time since I’ve been to Bristol Museum, and I’ve never in all my time in Bristol actually made it to the yearly Wildlife Photographer Of The Year exhibition. It’s nice to have Alasdair prodding me to do so. The hypocrites will not allow photographs to be taking in the exhibition, so I have no records of what I particularly enjoyed, but the overall quality is immensely impressive. The birds are typically the cutest, the bugs typically the creepiest if most detailed. Genuinely very impressed by the junior categories, absolutely fair play. I do wonder what the advent of widespread AI usage is going to mean for a competition like this, but that is beyond the remit of this not-quite-blog-whatever-it-is.