ARNSIDE. Evening At The Top Of The Bay.

Let’s jump aboard the photographic time machine for quick trip up to Arnside, up on Morecambe Bay.

Let’s jump aboard the photographic time machine for quick trip up to Arnside, up on Morecambe Bay.

As well as using public transport I do drive. Me and my little beat up car get out and about, when I’m looking for that extra little bit of travel flexibility that come with using the car instead of the train or the bus.

( To Mooch. The act of looking around and exploring without a set objective in mind )

The sun has been beaming down all day in Morecambe and the crowds have been out and the beaches have been full. Over the years the town has had more than it’s fair share of stick and there are some corners that would benefit from more than a little bit of TLC. It’s not Blackpool, that town always leaves me exhausted. No Morecambe has a gentler rhythm, sitting as it […]

There’s the old song about counting the flowers that grow in an English garden, leaning on the idyllic image of the old, low cottage with roses around the door,

You see, the thing with photography is that for all the technology etc there’s still a few things that are in the lap of the Gods.