LIVERPOOL. Paperback Reader.

Every once in a while a shot comes along that is just so right only a fool would walk by and not get the camera out and push the shutter button. This is one such image.

Every once in a while a shot comes along that is just so right only a fool would walk by and not get the camera out and push the shutter button. This is one such image.

Any visitor to Manchester will soon notice the big yellow beasties that buzz through the streets. I’m talking about the Metrolink trams.

A favourite area of mine to travel to is West Yorkshire. A favourite town there is Huddersfield. A short walk up the hill from the railway station is Greenhead Park, I have a soft spot for town parks. Especially the Victorian ones, often created as green lungs for the workforce to enjoy on their day away from the workplace.

Due to present circumstances like many people I’m not doing any travelling, well not in the physical sense. I am though getting out and about through my photo files. Editing them is an ongoing task but the upside is that I often come across the forgotten gems, the shots that have been lost for a while in the undercurrents and eddies while the new images flow past.

Down by the Pier Head on Mann Island sits the headquarters of RIBA North, The Royal Institute of British Architects. The building is a brooding mass of black glass and angularity, a Bond villain lair by the Mersey.

I’m a great fan of market towns, for me they always have an extra buzz about them. I’ve been looking through my photofiles, a form of travel where I don’t have to worry about masks or social distancing and I came across this shot of a millennium clock.