SCOTLAND. In A Photographic Time Machine.

I don’t own a TARDIS, I drive a Nissan Micra that’s well blessed in years.

I don’t own a TARDIS, I drive a Nissan Micra that’s well blessed in years.

I’ve written a couple of posts previously about Rivington, it’s a town north-ish of Bolton,

You find me sat on this sultry evening in the Forum pub jus by Marketplace in the fair Northumberland town of Hexham. I’m on my way back to the homelands after doing a family visit to Newcastle. It was a fair weather run up but promises to be a stormy one back, hahar Jim lad!! I’ll spare you any further Long John Silver impressions. I travelled up the motorway to […]

A busy day out always benefits from a moment or two of quiet reflection.

It’s amazing what you can turn up once you go rooting through the undergrowth of your photofiles.