This is a photo essay of Tynemouth Priory and its surrounding areas. I took the pictures in January but hadn’t managed to add the pictures until now. ‘Fed up’ were the only two words willing to come to mind. As I sat, drenched from head to foot, looking out from the bus...

It isn’t that I believe in ghosts, or anything supernatural, there’s just something about the pedestrian tunnel that doesn’t seem right. Footsteps 500 meters away pound against your eardrums. The acoustics in the tunnel add a fantastical dimension to an already misshapen...

The streets of Newcastle were as busy as I’d remembered. Some of the shops weren’t as familiar. Strolling up and down my hometown, camera-in-hand, I looked at The Toon with new eyes. 2 years in Asia left me feeling distant. I knew these streets. I walked them more than most. Yet,...