Dark Times

Perhaps I was suffering from a degree of geographic confusion arising from the sea being to my west rather than my beloved east coast, though more likely it was the mental clouding arising from having been made redundant from my training job less than an hour previously, but in either event my usual sense of…

Headonist

My East Yorkshire adventure continues... After a good night's sleep in Beverley it was time for a very scenic journey north and east until I reached the coast and my next objective; Flamborough Head. Courtesy of Vera Lynn and decades of subsequent WWII nostalgia, most people associate English white cliffs with one particular location, but…

Addiction? Affliction? Or Going With The Flow?

Can I confess something to you? You might already suspect as much but I think I'm gradually becoming aware of a problem. I'm taking too many photographs.  The combination of intellectual challenge in planning an image, the excitement of loading my results for viewing onto a larger screen and then the satisfaction of having produced…

Thwarted or Thrilled?

Manchester Cathedral, Hexham Abbey, Ripon Cathedral.  Three great churches that impressed me with the quality of the wood carving in the choir stalls, and in particular the misericords, the folding wooden seats that provided support for those standing for long periods of prayer.  My research into the history of these buildings pointed me to another…

Sex Tourist?

Let me just be clear. I'm not a paedophile or any other seeker after illicit sexual gratification in countries with lesser legal or moral codes.  Even if I were, the present parlous state of my employment would have ruled out such extravagance (all offers for photography, training or Organisational Development considered!) which is why I…