In Stetchworth I park by the church. Wandering through the village, sounds of home lives filter out through open doors. Someone is listening to a cricket match on a television or radio, and in another house someone is playing their piano. A child is learning to ride a bike, riding wobbling along the pavement, pursued […]
I visit the village of Dullingham one hot day in late July. It is a village of flint walls and chocolate-box cottages. Horses are neighing from stables, and bells chime in the church. I wander through the sleeping village, in the thick hazy heat of the afternoon. Roses tumble from flint walls, in their last […]
Recently I visited the city of Bath, in Somerset, for the first time. In ancient times Bath was the site of a hot spring, a place treated as a shrine by Iron Age Britons. A temple was built on the site in 60-70AD, during the Roman occupation of Britain. A complex of public baths gradually […]
Next I drove to Cowlinge, a particularly pretty village in Suffolk. It was midday on a Friday, and I’d expected the village to be deserted on a week day. However there were many people out and about: mowing lawns, riding horses, walking dogs, cycling, mending walls. This is the old blacksmith’s cottage. This is the […]
This is my first post in a series on English villages. I think many people don’t realise how beautiful Britain is, including a proportion of those that live here, and I want to share through photography some of the beauty I see here. I don’t live anywhere dramatic, not in those parts of the British […]
To celebrate the birth of the new Prince of Cambridge, yesterday, 22nd July 2013, here is a post on the city that is his namesake. I had to leave Mumbai to find more work, but once I got home to Cambridgeshire I decided to continue looking at places with the eyes of a traveller, even […]