That Tree…


It’s a bloody good job that I’m not religious or I’d be peeing off a farmer now by building a shrine around this tree.


The Frome Canyon…

DSC_0991-PanoCheap Street, Frome in Somerset about 40 years ago a little five year old fell in the 8-inch wide gap and thought he was going to die… Yup, my first brush with mortality! During the week the shops place signs acoss the canyon so I knew the best time to get this shot was going to be early on a Sunday morning and |I was right…

There Be Trolls…

dsc_7818-editThe River Pitt, beneath the A359 just outside Bruton and here’s a little nugget; most bridges with busy roads over the top have to be of a decent standard, this normally means the river bed will be concrete and nice and level for the tripod but obviously, be careful because it might be nice and flat it can also be slippery and it’s surprising how much force is exerted on your legs by only a couple of inches of water. Normal rule of thumb, if it looks too much, it probably is.

10sec @ 18mm, f/9.0, ISO 100 Remote trigger and my trusty (soon to be rusty) freebie tripod! This bridge comes with a waterfall too…DSC_7813-Edit.jpgI’m not so happy with the composition on this one though, we’ve got some colder weather heading this way for the weekend so might have to have a revisit then.


Manual 365/236 Oooo Metaphors…

DSC_0292.jpgPutting down roots is hard work, it takes energy and investment and often when those roots become established they shape the direction you will grow. Things will branch off in different directions, sometimes putting stress on the roots but they remain steady, growing below you pushing through the resistance to maintain the whole, stabilising the foundations whilst the canopy flourishes and feeds energy  to the roots… 

That said, I bet a 100 year timelapse of a tree growing below and above ground would be the coolest Alien movie ever!

There is a little side road off of the A30 just east of Yeovil Named Under Down Hill  with sheer sandstone cliffs either side of the road and established trees with roots laid bare. A strange conception, looking up a healthy tree from below the roots!


Peace Peeps! x

Manual 365/233 Freddy Does Glastonbury…

I had a conversation last week that went a little bit like this…

“Wow Fella, that is a great mask.”


“Photos, in Glastonbury, next weekend, sound good?”

“F**k yes… Why Glastonbury?”

“Because they get it down there and if they don’t, they will!”

… And they did, boy, did they get it!DSC_9963DSC_9868.jpgA mixture of Street, portrait and… shopping!DSC_9928

A huge thank you to me old mate, Wayne DSC_9983.jpgfor supplying the costume and balls (not those ones, they’re for a later date!) and to the people / visitors of Glastonbury for being great.

I’ve uploaded the rest to Flickr there’s a shed load.

Wayne’s day job is Caricature drawing and he’s a bit good! Check him out here and if you want Freddy, you can find him in your dreams

Peace Peeps! x


Manual 365/112 A Nod To Ma’am

As the UK goes all “I remember when” and “Back in the day.” as another year passes without the Queen expiring and Prince Charles mumbling “Blast!” repeatedly under his breath I thought I’d go all vintage for tonight’s blog.

I got tonight’s first shot as I climbed out of Bath on the Warminster road on my way home from work. I’ve often looked across from this vantage point and pondered the different shots.

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And then a brief visit to Iford, quite an interesting little hamlet in the River Frome valley. I will be going back there in the late spring / early summer to have a look around the gardens.

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The Road AheadDSC_3052_HDR

All of todays’ shots have been edited in the… Wait for it… Nik Collection, HDR Efex Pro2 and Silver Efex Pro2.

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Manual 365/80 Chuff Chuff!

Weekend tend to be a bit of a challenge, most of the week I’m tearing around the country and the moments can just pop into existence (I refer you too my earlier blog) which is great. The thing is when the weekend arrives the last thing I want to do is clock up any more mileage. If you look back across my blog you’ll notice that all of the close to home shots tend to be at weekends. Yesterday was ok because I could exploit my sons situation but today was going to be difficult… Or so I thought.

I’d left home on an errant and was taking a very slight detour to try and get some quarry shots but as I was driving I noticed over the fields on the right was a column of smoke, white smoke… And it was moving… And suddenly… I remembered! The East Somerset Railway!


I had to chase the bugger but eventually found myself at Cranmore station with The Mendip Belle swapping ends and preparing to pull carriages full of paying passengers busily tucking into their Sunday lunches back down the 2 mile length of track.

Just after I got this shot The Driver and Fireman (I think I’ve got this right, I’m a camera nerd and only have a very basic knowledge of steam trains)  Stepped down and prepared to connect the engine to the rest of the train. Both with friendly smiles and obviously loving what they are doing. And I thought, bugger it, I’ll probably be told that due to Health and Safety I couldn’t but if I don’t ask I’ll never know.

“Could I get up there?” Nodding towards the drivers cab.

“Of course.” Came the reply

Well, that was refreshing I thought to myself not caring if my coat became covered in soot or grease as I pulled myself up onto the platform and was confronted by a blast of heat from the firebox and a multitude of levers, gauges and pipes.


And after snagging what looked like a very important lever on my way up I took a moment to ensure that I wasn’t about to disappear into the distance with a train load of bemused passengers… No, we’re not moving but the feeling of pent up power is quite intimidating and I did keep glancing out the side to make sure that nobody had any looks of concern on their faces but all was well, even when a pressure release valve opened and the amount of hiss and steam levelled up somewhat.


The Driver and Fireman both got back into the cab (one snagging himself on the same lever that I did so that made me feel slightly better!) and we had a little chat about the railway and their other engines. I didn’t ask but I would guess that both these guys are volunteers and I have nothing but admiration for them, to give their time up maintaining something they both clearly care about and I bet the train driving is just a very small part of maintaining this little bit of history!

Thank you Chris and Graham, it was only for a couple of minutes but it completely made my day.



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