Posts about England
Heading from the far south of England to the far north of England in one long motorway drive.
A set of monochrome photographs documenting a walk I took from Notting Hill to Bayswater in March 2025.
Spending an afternoon in London, paying attention to the city itself without reminiscing about the past.
A wet and cold walk to a small Wainwright fell in January 2019.
A gentle autumn walk to wonderful views across Lorton Vale and Crummock Water.
A photography team has put together a mesmerizing flow motion timelapse of London, deploying novel techniques to tell the story of the U.K. capital.
Making more of an effort to publish moving pictures, including one from Dartmoor in June.
The third of our slightly soggy hikes in the English Lake District in autumn 2022.
It seems as though there will be a fair amount of travelling for me this year, both around Switzerland (which is pretty normal for Jo and for me in our time off), and abroad. After visiting England in March, I was back again in April to visit Mum; later in the month, I rode the…
One of my hobbies is visiting less-than-salubrious destinations to take interesting photographs.
Another year and another fresh start to a series of monthly recaps. (The complete set from 2022 is here.)
A wind-swept, soggy, lovely walk around Buttermere in the English Lake District.
An autumn ramble from our holiday rental to the top of the nearby Wainwright Fell above Keswick.
Relying on others for our journey and a problematic experience stretching over two days is no way to begin a relaxing holiday.
Four shots from the window of an easyJet flight from Switzerland to England in 2009.
Instagram is where the audience is, but not every photo is suitable for Instagram. Highly-detailed images get lost amongst the pouting girls and gaudy sunsets. These photos deserve to be viewed larger.
Everyone sees photos differently. Some simply see a place they know or blots on the landscape like electricity pylons and motorways, whilst others see a sunset or sunrise and the beauty of a single cloud, illuminated in a beautiful colour. The same photo can conjure up myriad memories for myriad people, whilst remaining completely boring…
I remember seeing Oasis early in their career when they played a Sunday afternoon slot on the subsidiary NME stage at Glastonbury Festival in 1994. The indelible memory is the sheer wall of sound coming from the stage, even then, before they released Definitely Maybe. Two years later, they played two legendary sets at Knebworth.…
Leaving the familiar fells and valleys of the Lake District to visit a less familiar part of northern England.
Of all the walks Jo and I have undertaken, the path to Haystacks in the English Lake District seems to be the most prone to failure. The attempt we made in 2020 was no exception, although a sudden change in the weather led us to an alternative success.
