The Year in Focus – 2014

So once again we’re heading towards that end of year time when many photographers roll out their ‘Year in Pictures‘ features showing some of their work from over the year. So it seems fitting that I post up some pictures from the range of work that I’ve shot this year. Some of it was shot during the occasional shift for The Northern Echo or in my capacity as a Stringer for Getty Images with other pictures going out as a Contributor to London News Pictures.

Some of these are from various news events and stories that you might be aware of and have seen – either locally or nationally – and others come from various features that I’ve shot during the year. Some come from personal projects or stories I have been working on for a period of time and are either finished or still ongoing whilst others are simply pictures that I shot because I just thought they looked nice!

Some were happy events whilst others not so much. Some might make you angry and others might may make you laugh but hopefully they reflect a varied and interesting year and hopefully next year will be just as interesting to photograph but in the meantime grab a brew (better still wine!) take a look below and check out some of the work from this last year and please feel free to leave a comment at the bottom if you so wish…


All the best for Christmas and the New Year and thanks for following my work throughout the year.





A sad start to begin this year as two fisherman die on board their fishing boat from carbon monoxide poisoning in Whitby

Fire at re-cycling plant

A large fire breaks out at a tyre re-cycling plant at Sherburn in Elmet in Yorkshire

Soldiers march through Doncaster

Soldiers from 1st Regiment Royal Horse Artillery parade through the streets of Doncaster as they are given the Freedom of the Town

Snow fall on the North York Moors

Heavy snow falls on the North York Moors near to Castleton


Jonathan Cairns from Newcastle heads up the slope to ski after heavy snowfall in the North Pennines

FBU Rally in Middlesbrough

Labour member for Middlesbrough South & East Cleveland Tom Blenkinsop speaks to Fire fighters during industrial action in Middlesbrough


  Visionary Surfboards at Sandsend, Yorkshire

Out and about in Saltburn

The new Bishop of Durham Paul Butler is enthroned at Durham cathedral

Aurora Borealis visible over Saltburn, Cleveland

The Aurora Borealis can be seen in Saltburn by the Sea, Cleveland

Dramatic skies over Huntcliff

Sunrise over Huntcliff in Saltburn, Cleveland

Early morning on Saltburn Beach

A lone horse rider on the beach at Saltburn

Middleham Gallops

Top flight racehorses take part in a snowy training session at Middleham Gallops in Wensleydale, Yorkshire

Surfers Against Sewage Saltburn Beach Clean

A dead bird of prey lies amongst rubbish that was collected from the beach at Saltburn in Cleveland during a Surfers Against Sewage beach clean event


Marske United keeper Robert Dean takes the ball hard in the face as he saves from a shot by John Butler from Bishop Auckland


William Hague attends an event near Richmond, North Yorkshire


Yorkshire Shepherdess Amanda Owens feeds a newborn lamb

Great North Passion

Alexandra Burke performs during an event in South Shields


Whitby scooter rally


UKIP leader Nigel Farage during a party conference event in the north of England


Whitby Goth Weekend


Police search a property in North Shields in connection with the investigation into the disappearance of chef Claudia Lawrence


A motor-cycle stunt rider performs during a show in Yorkshire


Fishermen launch their boat at first light from the beach at Saltburn

Local and European elections in East Cleveland.

Local elections


Islay, Inner Hebrides, Scotland


Memorial event held on Saltburn beach to mark the World War One Christmas truce football match


Appleby Horse Fair


A welder in a factory in Cleveland


EDL members march through Middlesbrough

DSCF0187-2An anti-EDL rally is held in Middlesbrough on the sameday


The Tour de France peleton rides through Ilkley in Yorkshire on Stage 1 of the race


A unison member stands outside his place of work during industrial action in Middlesbrough

Durham Miners Gala

The Durham miners gala


Flowers mark the seat of MH17 air disaster victim John Alder at St James’s Park in Newcastle


Pro-Palestinian demonstrations in Middlesbrough


Sunderland Air Show


Country Show


A sheep takes shelter in a bus stop on the North Yorkshire Moors


A man on a mobility scooter rides along the edge of a reservoir in Yorkshire

Lancaster Bomber visits North of England

One of only two remaining flying Lancaster bombers is parked in a hangar at Durham Tees Valley airport


A youth jumps from a sea wall into the harbour at Beadnell Bay in Northumberland

Liberal Democrat Deputy Prime Minister Nick Clegg in Selkirk, Scotland

Liberal Democrat leader Nick Clegg campaigns for a ‘NO’ vote for Scottish Independence in Selkirk, Scotland

Stokesley Agricultural Show

Jack Harland stands with one of his cows at Danby Agricultural Show in Yorkshire

Angel of the North

A man walks at the foot of the Angel of the North


Stone balancing at Sandsend, North Yorkshire

Crathorne Hall Fire

Firefighters tackle a blaze at Crathorne Hall in North Yorkshire


A re-enactor poses for a picture during the Pickering War Weekend

Memorial beach fishing competition

Gary Hewitt from Eston poses for a picture during the annual Jim Maidens memorial beach fishing competition in Saltburn by the Sea in Cleveland.


A ship crashes through waves as it leaves Teesport


Gavin Woodward from Middlesbrough dresses as the reaper during the Whitby Goth weekend


Skinningrove fireworks and bonfire display

Remembrance Sunday ceremony  in Middlesbrough

A young Army cadet stands next to a wall with names of soldiers killed during war at Middlesbrough War Memorial on Remembrance Sunday

Year_in_Focus_0053Employees from Boulby Potash mine look out over the firm’s Potash and Salt storage area at Teesport


Miner Steve Shaw stands under the green glow of a ‘safe haven’ room that offers emergency equipment and breathing apparatus in case of emergencies at the Boulby Potash mine

Year_in_Focus_0055Belgian Draught Horses Cindy (L) and Daisy are worked by their owners Marie and Paddy Pennock during a ploughing match near Staithes, North Yorkshire

DSCF0008AJudy Forsyth sits and watches over her husband Dave, a long-term Parkinson’s sufferer. Dave died a few days later.


The fishing boat ‘Senna’ is taken to the waters edge for launch at Saltburn beach, Cleveland

Year_in_Focus_0057The ‘Santa Special’ steam train from the North Yorks Moors Railway heads towards Levisham in North Yorkshire

IFXT0003Walkers on the beach, Saltburn, Cleveland

  Teesside weather

 A glowing red sunrise greets the day over Teesside



Industrial Teesside

Middleham_Gallops_0044jockeys and racehorses ride out at Middleham Gallops in Yorkshire under a snow shower

IFXT0025A heavy snow flurry is back lit by the sun in Swaledale in Yorkshire

North Yorks Moors Railway

A locomotive from the North Yorkshire Moors Railway steam down the track to Pickering after leaving the engine sheds at Grosmont

IFXT0023The Hartlepool Bombardment centenary


The Sankta Lucia Festival of Light choir perform at York Minster

IFXP0043Turkeys and other poultry are laid out on tables prior to the Christmas sales at York Auction Centre

0001A woman with a head-torch walks around Castlerigg Stone Circle in Cumbria on the evening of the Winter Solstice


Redcar Boxing Day Dip


William Carter (L), 11 from Keldholme has a snowball fight with his sister Eleanor, 9 on the North Yorkshire Moors near Castleton


Lifeboats from Redcar RNLI conduct training off the beach at Saltburn


Sea coal being collected from Saltburn beach


Jack Rothwell from Lancashire plays with his dog Barley on the beach at Saltburn by the Sea in Cleveland as dawn breaks on the last day of 2014




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Behind the Job – Tour de France

So something new that I’m going to try and do here on ‘Room 2850‘ is to pick some of the stories I’ve covered and then explain a little bit about the back story of how I came to get the shot or shots. Maybe throw in a few technical details here and there on camera settings and all that kind of stuff and generally ramble on about what happened….in the main I’ll use a single picture from each job but to open this idea I’m going to include three pictures, each taken over the 3 days that I covered the Tour de France when it came to Yorkshire.


The Tour de France Grand Depart hit Yorkshire like a whirlwind! For weeks, months even, before the event small villages in remote areas of the Yorkshire countryside were buzzing with talk of the Tour.

Street decorations, signs, bunting and yellow bicycles were cropping up everywhere as the day of the Grand Depart from Harewood House near Leeds drew nearer. Impromptu campsites sprung up all over the place in fields, sports grounds and on random patches of grass – more about this later – and the excitement started to build even amongst those who weren’t keen cyclists. I was shooting the weekend for Getty Images and had been given a broad brief about the requirements but it’s always good to be prepared for a ‘plan B‘ in case things change and in this case that was a good thing!

I went to Harewood House the day before the start to cover the prep and build up of fans and spectators arriving to camp within the grounds of the stately home for the weekend but as the slow trickle of people arrived and the rain came down it became obvious that the pictures weren’t really coming. So knowing that the start – and the royals – was going to be covered by another Getty photographer I got the word to go and find ‘a typical Yorkshire village‘…..and thus, Plan B kicked in!

1 Harewood House 003.jpg Day 1 – A cyclist rides passed Harewood House the day before the Grand Depart


After a quick scan of the route the name that jumped out straight away was Ilkley. So I packed up my gear into my Land Rover and headed over there. With a huge amount of roads in the area being closed at different times for the race and with thousands of people in the area to watch it was always going to be hard to find somewhere to stop. I definitely didn’t want to park on some road or street that was to be part of the race the following day and subsequently find my car getting towed! So the search was on to find somewhere as close as possible to the main centre of the town.

Fortunately after sitting in a slow moving snake of traffic all the way to Ilkley I happened to glance out of my window and noticed two things. Firstly a fish and chip shop! This is always a good thing to see when you’re hungry and secondly a small sign next to it saying ‘Camp Site’ and an arrow pointing down some side street. I knew I was virtually in the centre of town so in the true spirit of adventure and because of the chip shop I made a turn to check it out…

On further investigation I found a sign saying ‘Camping’ with a mobile number written below it on a fence post on the edge of a small strip of grass outside a scout hut. So I called the number and spoke to a chap who said he would come along and see me. Ten minutes later I was parked up, paid up and ready to head back along to the fish and chip shop for some food!


The following morning was an early start to get some build-up shots as spectators prepared themselves along the route for when the Peleton passed through the town. It also offered a good opportunity to check out a few potential spots that might work for pictures before it became too busy to move through the crowds later. I wanted to try and get at least one wide shot, preferably from a higher viewpoint so I went in and spoke to the manager of The Crescent Inn which is situated right in the centre of the town. They were really helpful and made space in one of the top floor rooms that was used as a storage room for bedding, sheets and towels.

After working the crowds for the hours leading up to the time when the Peleton was due to arrive I headed into the Crescent Inn and went and waited in the room. As the time drew closer the crowds became more and more enthusiastic and cheered pretty much anything and everything that passed them by on the road. Police motorcyclists, official cars, delivery trucks or any other vehicles were cheered as they passed but anyone who rode past on a bicycle – especially the young kids – with cheered with as much enthusiasm as if the lead riders themselves were passing by.

As the time for the riders to pass approached the pre-race caravan passed by throwing sweets and assorted merchandise out into the crowds. Loud music blared out from huge speakers wired onto the flat bed trucks that carried the young women who through out the ‘goodies’. The loudest cheer of the day went out as the ‘Yorkshire Tea’ truck passed by. At this point, apart from craving a cup of tea I’m taking a few pictures from the window on my longer lens. Trying to isolate some of the crowds and get some of the atmosphere. Once it was obvious that the caravan had passed and seeing the swarm of TV helicopters start to come overhead it was time to change to a wider lens.

Leaning out as far as I could, standing on tip toe with a high wall of sheets and blankets leaning precariously against me and threatening to fall at any minute I got ready for the Peleton. The light was changing all the time with bright sun one minute then clouds passed by and the light levels dropped so I hoped for at least some good light on the riders but not too much to make too many shadows from the buildings.

I had manually pre-focussed on a spot on the road. This wasn’t really the time for the auto-focus on the Nikon D3s I was using to decide to hunt around and risk missing the pictures and I was on the widest lens I had – a 28mm f2.8 – to try and get as much in the picture as I could. I would have preferred to have gone wider though if I could have. I was shooting at 1/800th of a second at f8 and was at 800 ISO.

You knew they were close because a collective cheer went up further along the road and built as they got closer. A wall of noise carrying the riders through. Then as they approached I picked my moment and began to shoot a few frames.

Thirty seconds later it was all over. The Peleton had passed and ridden through to the next town. Time to head back to my truck as quickly as possible to begin editing and then file the pictures back to the desk.


Screen Shot 2014-08-19 at 20.13.17My spot – Top floor, fourth window from the left in the Crescent Inn


Day 2 – The Peleton passes through Ilkley in Yorkshire on Stage 1 of the Tour de France


After waiting for the roads to re-open in Ilkley I then headed off to another impromptu campsite/field that I had found a couple of days earlier and pre-booked. One of the few that wasn’t full and which was near (ish) to the big hill climb on stage 2 at Holme Moss. Driving for just over an hour to the site I was making good time until the road I needed to use to reach the site was closed by police. The stage wasn’t even due to pass there until the next day but already the road had been closed. No amount of sweet talk by me could persuade them to let me through so a slightly altered route was needed to make my way to the campsite/field.

I won’t bore everyone with all the details of the journey but suffice to say that a good Ordnance Survey map of the area, a 4×4 vehicle and a very broad interpretation of trespass laws allowed me to find my way onto a road that would take me to the campsite/field I was looking for and soon enough I was parked up with a beer or three ready to go.

The thing with large events similar to these is that you’re kind of working all the time. You need some time to ‘admin’ yourself and your gear of course but when whatever is happening doesn’t occur very often then you need to shoot as much of what’s going on as possible. So even though I was parked up and ready for the next day I had to get some shots of the campsite and of those who had made this random field in the middle of Yorkshire their home for the night. So I wandered through the site for a bit shooting a few pictures and chatting to some of the people. There was a good vibe, the wine and beer flowed, kids ran around playing on the field and everyone was in a good mood in anticipation for the following day. I headed back to the truck, edited and filed the pictures in…I was able to get a good enough signal on my mifi to get on the t’internet which had been a concern – and then sorted my gear out for the next day.



Essential pre-tour administration sorted

I said earlier that the campsite/field was close(ish) to the hill at Holme Moss. Now close is all relative I suppose as it turned out to be about an hour and a half steady walk from the campsite/field to the hill. An hour and a half that meant quite literally that those heading to the hill would have to walk up hill and down dale to get there. So this presented a few logistical issues I had to consider. I had to carry my laptop, Mifi and associated ‘stuff’ that I would need to file my pictures. I didn’t know if I would get a signal from the hill but I had to try. It wasn’t like I could nip back to my truck to send them and I had to carry enough camera gear to ensure I could cover what I hoped to get. My only concern was battery power for the laptop!

So the following morning it was an early start and a leisurely walk to the hill. As I went I shot a few pictures of those other happy campers making the walk through what has to be said was a very lovely part of the world. The farmer who owned the field had very kindly assisted those who visited his campsite/field by laying a route marked every few meters with pink ribbons tied to markers or fence posts. All the way from the site to the hill which was a very considerate thing to do. I did however hear a few people commenting on the hill later on how they were going to get back after seeing a lot of people carrying small pieces of wire with pink ribbons attached to them sticking out of their rucksacks!

So I had arrived on Holme Moss hill. The path had brought me out near to the ‘S’ bends about half way up. Thankfully though there were a couple of burger vans parked here so it offered a good opportunity to not only recover from the walk in but prepare myself for what would be a busy and physically demanding morning making my way up and down the hill several times to get as many pictures of the day as I could in the build up to the Peleton passing through. I thought the best way to prepare for this was to have a coffee, a bacon bap and a fag and so, suitably prepared in the healthiest of ways off I went to join the throng on the hill and shoot a few pictures…

I’ve put a link to my original blog post at the bottom of this post where further pictures can be seen but the picture below is one that I like. I shot a few of this chap and his dog who were just chilling on the hill and watching the chaos below them as the crowds built. He lived in Holmfirth, a village at the bottom of the hill and had walked up here for the day. I don’t think he was a huge cycling fan to be honest but like many people he was just enjoying the occasion and every so often his mobile would ring and he would go into discussion with someone. He told me that his wife and daughter were in 2 separate locations on the approach to the hill and were sending him regular updates on the current location of the Peleton. He gave me the nod when they were 10 minutes away. Can’t beat local knowledge!

Now I had already filed some pictures in by this point from the hill. Surprisingly I was able to get a signal and the pictures zapped away at a reassuring rate and I felt a sense of relief that every photographer who has to file pictures in will know when they have a picture desk waiting for your stuff. So as the Peleton came and went I shot away and was reasonably happy that things were going to be ok to get the pictures out. The second feeling I then had was the frustration and annoyance that once again every photographer who has to file pictures will know when you then, for no logical reason can not get a signal for love nor money despite being in virtually the same place as earlier! The huge amount of technical knowledge I have (not) guessed wildly that the volume of traffic passing through the networks from all the crowds trying to tweet and update their Facebook status with random selfy’s may have been the culprit but nonetheless my pictures were going nowhere fast and I wandered around the hill sides of Yorkshire with my laptop held up above my head trying desperately to get something, anything that looked like a hint of a signal.

Failing miserably and tired of looking like a dickhead for the day (…”Daddy what’s that man doing..?”. “I don’t know son, come over here next to me...”) and noticing that I had 3% of battery life remaining on my laptop I decided there was only one thing to do. Head back to my truck. So it was time to forget all this leisurely bimble through the woods civvie stuff and for the ‘army head‘ to come back out and ‘tab‘ back as quickly as possible to my Land Rover….to an internet signal…..and to a power supply and my kettle. Now in military speak to ‘tab’ is basically to walk really, really quickly so after looking like a demented hill walker to the crowds ambling back through the countryside I reduced the walk to 45 minutes (not too bad for an old bloke) and arrived back and quickly began the process of turning the pictures around.


5 - Waiting 003.jpgDay 3 – A man from nearby Holmfirth sits with his dog watching the crowds build as the race approaches Holme Moss on Stage 2


So after all this adventure did the pictures make anywhere? Which is pretty much the point of it all really…well fortunately I had a few good shows in print and on-line and they were picked up by publications and websites in a number of places around the world such as The GuardianCBS News , The Telegraph Al Jazeera AmericaThe Metro and ESPN sport amongst a few others and it’s always good to see your work being used so I was happy with the result.

The three days spent eating, living, sleeping, editing and filing and using the truck as a base from which to work had come to an end and it was time to head off. All being said the truck did really well as I expected and I don’t have any real issues in preparation for the next time I use it like this although I do plan to fit a second ‘leisure’ battery to help with charging requirements…oh and to pack more Bulmers…obviously!



The Truck! This is the campsite I stopped at on the third night after leaving Ilkley to cover Stage 2 at Holme Moss

FilingKettle on and ready to start editing and filing pictures back to the desk

downloadSleeping in the back of the truck



 You can see my blog post called ‘The Yorkshire Effect‘ which contains many of my other pictures from my three days of covering the Tour…… HERE

See more of my photographic work over on my website and blogs…… HERE

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‘Weihnachtsfrieden’ – For all those that fell

For just the briefest of moments around Christmas time in 1914 a small reminder of normality amidst the chaos and madness of warfare returned when men, very young men, sitting in the cold trenches of the German Army and dug into the mud of the French countryside began to sing Christmas carols. As their voices rose up and filled the air this small escape from the hardships they were enduring led to a series of widespread and unofficial ceasefires that took place along many parts of the Western Front.

When these German soldiers started to sing the British troops responded and gradually both sets of soldiers moved out of their trenches and met in no-man’s land. The British soldiers on the Frelinghien-Houplines sector on the western front were the main allied participants in the Christmas festivities. After exchanging stories, food and gifts, seasonal greetings, and holding joint burials and singing carols together several games of football broke out – The only result recorded was a 3-2 victory by the Germans, quoted in soldiers’ letters from both sides – On some parts of the front hostilities were officially resumed on Boxing Day at 0830 with a ceremonial pistol shot marking the occasion. In other areas non-aggressive behaviour lasted for days and, in some cases, weeks.

At the time this was all happening around 40,000 Britons had lost their lives – a tiny number compared to the body count by 1918 – as well as thousands more on the French, Belgian and German sides and the Christmas truce or to give it its German name of Weihnachtsfrieden is now looked upon as a symbolic moment of peace and humanity amongst one of the most violent and destructive moments in our history. Over the following years however and despite a small number of truces continuing there were far less of them as orders from the military hierarchy warning against fraternisation with the ‘enemy’ were strictly enforced. As following years saw battles taking place at places such as Verdun and the Somme and with both sides employing poisoned gas and aerial bombardment each increasingly thought of the other side as less than human and became increasingly bitter before eventually any form of truce became unthinkable.


An event in Saltburn at the weekend commemorated the moment when the opposing troops came together during an event organised to help raise money for the Royal British Legion. Thousands of visitors came to the beach to watch the football game with the players wearing the respective uniforms of the British and German armies. Many visitors bought remembrance crosses that were then planted by Army cadets in a temporary memorial garden created on the beach. Stalls offered food and music was provided by a brass band. The event and the day culminated in a fly past by a vintage Tiger Moth aeroplane that dropped 45,000 poppies over the spectators on the beach as it flew past overhead


DSCF0046Both sides line up behind the memorial poppies planted on the beach


DSCF0005An on duty RNLI lifeguard watches over visitors to the beach

DSCF0007Army cadets help to move sandbags into positions around the ‘pitch’ created on the beach

DSCF0015Emma-Kate Young from Redcar and a member of the RBL dresses in period clothing

DSCF0027Phil Meadows from the Teesside pipe band plays on the pier

DSCF0032Elliot Kennedy (L) and Barry Jones from Preston Hall are dressed in period police uniforms

DSCF0047David Lambert (L) and Nick Wall are dressed in the uniforms of the 8th Battalion Yorkshire Regiment

DSCF0051Soldiers shadows are cast on the beach

DSCF0056Thousands of visitors watch the football game on the beach

IF1_5300Teddy McGill, 2 from Redcar helps to hang bunting at the beach huts

DSCF0008A visitor carries deck chairs onto the beach

DSCF0014Thousands of poppies are planted in a temporary memorial garden on the beach…





IF1_5366‘German Army’ footballers wait to start the game

IF1_5394Both sides line up behind the memorial poppies planted on the beach

IF1_5371A photo of a cross marking the location of one of the actual football games that took place is held

IF1_5389A young boy dressed in period uniform stands with the soldiers

DSCF0082The German Army

DSCF0091The British Army

IF1_5412The football match begins…









IF1_5486-2A Tiger Moth make the first of three runs over the beach and pier


Some of the pictures from this set also appeared here….

Daily Mail

Belfast Telegraph – World in pictures

Chicago Sun Times – Pictures of the Day


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The Doncaster Parade

Around 250 soldiers from 1st Regiment Royal Horse Artillery marched through the streets of Doncaster today to mark their recent return from operations in Afghanistan. The troops were being given the freedom of the town and were also being presented with operational medals for their most recent tour in Afghanistan.

The soldiers were led through the town by 22 horses from the ceremonial King’s Troop Royal Horse Artillery. The return of the soldiers from 1 RHA brings to an end a decade of constant deployment on operations by soldiers from the regiment.


Soldiers march through Doncaster

Lieutenant Colonel Mike Elviss MBE RHA, the Commanding Officer of 1 RHA gives orders to the parade

Soldiers march through DoncasterSoldiers from the Regiment relax minutes before the parade begins in Doncaster

Soldiers march through DoncasterAn officer waits for the parade to begin

Soldiers march through Doncaster

Soldiers wait for orders at the start of the parade

Soldiers march through DoncasterThe people in the town lined the streets, waving and clapping as the troops marched past

Soldiers march through DoncasterThe King’s Troop Royal Horse Artillery lead the soldiers through Doncaster

Soldiers march through DoncasterSoldiers carry out an ‘eye’s left’ as they march past the Mansion House in the centre of town

Soldiers march through DoncasterA couple of women enjoy a cuppa as the troops march past

Soldiers march through DoncasterSoldiers march through the centre of Doncaster

Soldiers march through DoncasterSoldiers parade outside Doncaster Civic Hall at the start of the medal parade

Soldiers march through DoncasterSoldiers stand to attention during the medal parade

Soldiers march through DoncasterA medal bearer carries Afghanistan operational medals

Soldiers march through DoncasterAn officer stands with his sword during the parade

Soldiers march through DoncasterSoldiers stand to attention during the parade

Soldiers march through DoncasterLabour leader Ed Miliband was an unexpected visitor to the parade as he visited constituents in the area

Soldiers march through DoncasterSoldiers from 1 RHA on parade

Soldiers march through DoncasterThe Lord Lieutenant of South Yorkshire, Mr David Moody speaks to troops as he presents operational medals

Soldiers march through DoncasterSoldiers ‘stand easy’ during the parade

Soldiers march through DoncasterAn officer stands with his troops as the operational medals are presented

Soldiers march through Doncaster

Soldiers from 1 Regiment Royal Horse Artillery prepare to leave the parade square at the end of the parade in Doncaster

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Let there be light

After a couple of grey, wet and overcast days that brought heavy rain showers and challenging photography conditions the light really came on today and transformed this spot from what we all expect in this part of the world to somewhere that looked almost Indo like…well, almost…with a good dash of imagination!!

Enjoy the pictures.













































It’s grim up North

A cold, wet, grey and generally miserable day was made all the more enjoyable today by some top surf that rolled in and which a few hardy souls made the most of.

But first….. those of you who know me know that I NEVER name the spots I photograph in nor do I pass on to anyone else where I have photographed. This is done to try and retain at least some anonymity for that ever elusive ‘secret spot’ – a rare thing indeed along this coastline nowadays.

Those who know this spot and who surf here will obviously know it well, but please, if you share this post or are asked by those that may not know where this is, not that it is particularly difficult to work out, keep it to yourselves if you can….let’s not tell everyone.


Here’s a few of my pictures today…