I'm lucky enough to travel a lot but I also aim to understand a place in some depth. So I like to find out about the local history, sociology, wildlife and local arts. I prepare for a trip by looking up photos of the famous sights, they're usually a good guide both about the local visual interest and also a warning of what has already been done or over-done.
I try to use the tools of modern photojournalism and photography to communicate how I feel about a place. You’ll see that I have used Portrait, Street, Interior, Historical, Abstract, Landscape, Historical, Wildlife, Phone-camera and Selfie genres at different times for specific effects.

I had a good bike ride out to Norfolk yesterday; pleasant weather, not much pollen so nice to get to some clear roads here in the UK. 

Read more: Breckland - April 2010

I've been in the Netherlands with my friend from Den Haag. We visited a hunting lodge and art museum in the forest, a classical concert in Rotterdam and yesterday a steam pump.

Cruquius Pumping station

Terry and I visited Maurice (now retired from being the Fetters company) at his flat overlooking the seaside and then went for a short walk around Rottingdean village.

Postcard from Rottingdean

Glacier des Bosses, Mt. Blanc

Glacier des Bossons and the north face of Mont Blanc (4808 m.). Glorious view of the different stages of the glacier as it descends from the Bosses ridge and down through forest to the valley of Chamonix in French Savoie

Dawn in Cardiff

What is Cardiff, the capital city of Wales? No particular image comes to mind, there’s the red dragon of the Welsh flag, the looming bowl of the rugby stadium laced with steel struts or maybe the other Millennium initiative, the waterfront of the redeveloped docks. Neither of those are particularly Cardiff nor uniquely Welsh. But I wouldn’t have expected to wake up in city centre Cardiff to find myself seeing eyeballing other bleary wakers across a concrete canyon in their corresponding concrete boxes high up in the vertical city. So this is Cardiff city centre, place of designer bars and boutique restaurants. The pale light of October dawn peeking through the concrete towers, no red dragons flying in the sky, not even a flag.
Breakfast with Duncan of the BBC, a fine start for my car trip to Cumbria; a treat in the autumn sunshine, a section crossing northwards up the western side of the UK. The colours of the trees progressing from glorious early autumn in Cardiff and Monmouthshire to full golden autumn in Lancaster and Kendal. Finally arriving to a warm and still sunny welcome at Mike’s in Keswick after 285 miles on the road.
Next day, a fine Lake District hike round Ennerdale

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