Ian Brodie Image Portfolio

I am pleased to announce my new image portfolio is now live at Ian Brodie Photo.

The ability to easily update images, but more importantly showcase them in a much better style has prompted me to undertake this upgrade. Note I will be updating these images on a regular basis and you will see the galleries on the pages on this site also reflect links to the site as work progresses.

I am also please to announce that all images on the site can be purchased easily and safely.

I hope you enjoy it.


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Dame Vera Lynn

Last week, as part of preparation for Warbirds Over Wanaka I had the honour and privilege of interviewing Dame Vera Lynn in London.

Sprightly at 93, she was an absolute joy to talk to.

As well as discussing her time in London during the Blitz I asker her my burning question.

“How does it feel after so many years to hear
We’ll Meet Again. Is it as relevant today as it was when you first sang it”?

This was her response..........


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Land of Hope & Glory 2009

It’s taken a lot more time than I thought but my latest Blurb book has finally been completed and delivered.

I am very happy with it.

Blurn offer the best I can find in bespoke book publishing with quality work and timely delivery.

Blurb have asked me to beta-test a small widget they have developed to promote published books via blogs and web-pages. So, I apologise if this doesn’t work as you (or I) might expect. Still, the more we submit feedback the better it will be in the long-term.

It seems to take a while to load so please be patient.


Here is a sample....



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Blast from the Past

I am sitting here in The Shire with an incredible warmth which is the combination of an Indian Summer and a joy of my work. All of the future is personified by my image below and the beautiful aroma of Frangipani being overpowered by my Gardenia that are now flowering in abundance. My past is the bouquet of a Central Otago Pinot (Mt Difficulty).

The past also returned today with a post via my friends at
TheOneRing.

The present is more exciting - with the opportunity to go to “work” every day and be amongst the future.

I guess all I can say is “Life is Good!”

Bag End from The Lake

Thanks to Linuxelf.....

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Tropical Heat

Little did I realise that I would be living in the tropics when I shifted to Matamata. The last week haas seen 90% humidity and temperatures in the high 20’s with the heat index (what it actually feels like) around 35C. This has meant a number of things for us;
  • We need air conditioning
  • It is impossible to sleep at night
  • There are tropical insects everywhere
  • The flys are VERY annoying

However, there are a few upsides;
  • The garden is flourishing
  • I can grow Frangipani
  • I can grow Hibiscus
  • I can grow Gardenia

So, the second list actually outweighs the first!

The image below is of my first flowering frangipani - I am very happy!


A Love of Frangipani
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Life in Matamata

It’s hard to believe we have now been in Matamata for five months. Time flies! Today I had the pleasure of talking to Jim Mora on New Zealand’s National Radio about life in Matamata, books and lots of other things. The audio is below.

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Happy New Year

As 2010 dawns I would like to take this opportunity to wish all of you a very Happy New Year. May it bring you all that you wish and dream. I start the New Year with some of my favourite verse from my favourite poet, Sir John Betjeman. I think it fits nicely with the image below.

Verses Turned...

Across the wet November night
The church is bright with candlelight
And waiting Evensong.

A single bell with plaintive strokes

Pleads louder than the stirring oaks

The leafless lanes along.

It calls the choirboys from their tea
And villagers, the two or three,

Damp down the kitchen fire,

Let out the cat, and up the lane

Go paddling through the gentle rain

Of misty Oxfordshire.

How warm the many candles shine
Of Samuel Dowbiggin's design

For this interior neat,

These high box pews of Georgian days

Which screen us from the public gaze

When we make answer meet;

How gracefully their shadow falls
On bold pilasters down the walls

And on the pulpit high.

The chandeliers would twinkle gold

As pre-Tractarian sermons roll'd

Doctrinal, sound and dry.

From that west gallery no doubt
The viol and serpent tooted out

The Tallis tune to Ken,

And firmly at the end of prayers

The clerk below the pulpit stairs

Would thunder out "Amen."

But every wand'ring thought will cease
Before the noble altarpiece

With carven swags array'd,

For there in letters all may read

The Lord's Commandments, Prayer and Creed,

And decently display'd.

On country mornings sharp and clear
The penitent in faith draw near

And kneeling here below

Partake the heavenly banquet spread

Of sacramental Wine and Bread

And Jesus' presence know.

And must that plaintive bell in vain
Plead loud along the dripping lane?

And must the building fall?

Not while we love the church and live

And of our charity will give


Scarborough Fayre
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