
Unsure what that brown heap is in the middle of the lurid grass but thought it looked as though it might attack the battered ball any minute – teasing and torturing.

Unsure what that brown heap is in the middle of the lurid grass but thought it looked as though it might attack the battered ball any minute – teasing and torturing.

The mystery of the empty picnic chairs, together with the herd in the background – is it possible the ruminants have ruminated on the flavour of humans?

The sun has shone through this window for hundreds of years and lit up the same floor. Whose whispering souls do we follow?

This door has been stripped to reveal the original marbling effect painted on it. Close up, this too is covered in graffiti. We do love to leave a trace of ourselves.


Spent the day at Kirby Hall in Northamptonshire. This is one of the treasures of the Elizabethan age and has so many images to offer up. I hope they are of interest to you because, yes, I took a few…….


Ms Felicia, who had celebrated a special birthday the previous Tuesday, was initially reluctant to have her photograph taken but her granddaughter, Rosie with the wonderful smile, persuaded her. Thank you so much for allowing me to record you together.

This looks like street art but was actually just some damage to boarded window. I can see a dapper besuited rat.

Reflection of windows in window looked rather neat I thought.