I’m not quite sure how I’ve never made it to York before now, at least, not to step off the train. So when Virgin Trains offered £5 advance tickets over the winter it seemed like a good one to tick off the diminishing list of UK cities left to shoot. […]
Goring is one of those South Eastern villages that would probably be quite nice if they weren’t being pulled into the black hole of London, despite the best efforts of the green belt, so that they feel slightly too full with people and traffic and money for their size. All […]
When I’ve been to the Lake District before, I’ve mainly explored the Northern Lakes region around Derwent Water, Ullswater and Buttermere, and my only blog about the other end of the National Park until now has been a slightly tongue-in-cheek dig at Windermere’s comparative privatisation. But that was based on […]
I’m very behind on blogging events and shoots, like the Bristol Harbour Festival that we went west for in July. For cranes, trains, boats and bunting, including displays from tall ships and steam tugs, minesweepers and fireboats, as the old city docks hosted vintage vessels for harbourside spectators. We rode […]
When I was nine or ten the family toured the wild, remote Atlantic west coast of Ireland, from Cork to Kerry and the far western point of Europe on the Dingle Peninsula. I had vague memories and a grainy scan of a print of an outlandish road winding down steep […]
My desk overlooks the West Coast Main Line as it approaches Euston station through London’s inner suburbs of West Kilburn, between Kensal Green and Queen’s Park. Every evening, as the light begins to fade and photography gets difficult, the fox family emerge from their den, hidden in the scruffy overgrown […]
On 25 June the streets of central London’s West End, from Soho to Whitehall, filled with flags and facepaint for the 44th Lesbian and Gay Pride Parade. A day after the multicultural international metropolis woke to the news of the narrow Brexit result of the EU referendum vote. And a […]
On bank holiday weekend, boaters congregated at Little Venice on the Paddington Branch of the Grand Union Canal for the Inland Waterways Association Canalway Cavalcade. An English village fete for boat dwellers of sorts, with agricultural show-style demonstrations of boating skills and equipment. And bunting. So much bunting.
Confusingly located beside the River Wandle on Blackshaw Road in Tooting on the far edge of the London Borough of Wandsworth, Lambeth Cemetery is closer to Merton than to Lambeth. But established by Lambeth following the Metropolitan Burial Act of 1852, pushing burial grounds to the then periphery of the […]
People say they’re ugly. And want them put underground. But I think it’s a bit more complicated than that.