Cleveleys, just a little way northwards along the coast from Blackpool, is somewhere I like to head to. It’s a little slower paced than it’s brash neighbour, a little less in your face. Somewhere the camera and I can walk around and take my time. The area of Cleveleys I always head for, after the obligatory coffee, sandwich, cake fill up, is the promenade. A few years ago as part […]
Watch carefully, is it here, or is it there? The quickness of the hand deceives the eye. This is Edinburgh, on the Royal Mile by St. Giles Cathedral and the Festival is at it’s height. This event is in my top five of locations for candid street photography. You just have to pick a spot and it all unfurls before you like a tapestry of a carnival. Here a […]
Huddled around a hilltop above the West Riding town of Hebden Bridge sits the village of Heptonstall. It’s houses clustered in narrow, winding streets show its past as a centre for hand loom weaving, their large, third floor windows making the most of the precious daylight. The centre of the village is dominated by the ruins of the church of St. Thomas A’ Becket, which date from the 1260’s. A […]
A small follow on from a previous post on Southport and it’s pier. I took this image on a bright, crisp day which really made the colours of the original sing out but there was something about the shapes and shadows that lead me in the direction of trying it out as a black & white image and I’m quite happy with the result, though any feedback or comments are […]
If you seek a little peace and quiet away from the hurly burley of Appleby’s annual Horse Fair, you may wish to visit the church of St. Lawrence which stands quietly behind a simple arcaded wall at the foot of the main street. One of the features you will find within the coolness of it’s walls is the tomb of Lady Anne Clifford, 1590 – 1676, where she lies in […]
Todmorden in Yorkshire, though once half of it was in Lancashire with the boundary going through the Town Hall. I was on the station and waiting for the train into Leeds while across the way and waiting for nothing in particular was what I took to be the station cat, he certainly had that cat way of owning wherever he laid his head. Todmorden Information TODMORDEN. A Market & A Folk Festival. MANCHESTER. […]
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