Last night was the rare occurrence of a super blood moon. Sadly, and typically, at the prime viewing time the sky was too cloudy to see anything. Happily beforehand I managed to tinker about with my camera and get a few good shots of the moon, this being my favourite.
A few photos from back in July when my dad took me to Brighton as a birthday day trip! The Royal Pavilion and Art Gallery - The gardens were beautiful and blooming with flowers. Apparently by law the grass must be kept relatively long, so the royalty who would stay here could comfortably walk on [...]
I booked a last minute train journey to Manchester, as my sister and her boyfriend had a spare ticket to see a brass band play. Why the hell not. The next day I had the afternoon to myself. I'm currently in the middle of a photography course, so I was keen to get to grips [...]
There are a lot of discussions when it comes to men and feminism. Can men be feminists? (Erm, yes, ofc). Are they not intimidated by the word feminism? Why not use the term gender equality? (Personally I think it's daft to get so hung up by the name, feminism = gender equality, simple as that). [...]
I lived in and out of London for the best part of three years during my university studies, and whilst I came to call it my home, it can still be the daunting giant every non-Londoner views it as. Whilst I learnt to navigate the underground, roll my eyes at slow walking tourists and now I pay [...]
And by playing I mean dangling a treat so he would actually get into the shot. I swear he knew I wanted to take a photo of him so he deliberately ignored my calls.
There are still traces of when two stages of the Tour de France were held in Yorkshire, including this guy in Holmsfirth.