Monday 25 May 2009
Church Road Church
Sunday 24 May 2009
Summer Attraction
Saturday 23 May 2009
Painted Lady
Friday 22 May 2009
Tailor & Hosier
Thursday 21 May 2009
The Criterion
Wednesday 20 May 2009
Tuesday 19 May 2009
Chips
Monday 18 May 2009
Land Train
Sunday 17 May 2009
A church steeple
Saturday 16 May 2009
Weston skyline
I have recently moved and the view from my house is quite striking as we live nearly at the top of Worlebury Hill. This photo doesn't really do it justice due to the wide angled lens, but I love the beautiful clouds in the sky. This is shot towards the seafront.
Friday 15 May 2009
The Sea - A rare visitor!
Thursday 14 May 2009
Wednesday 13 May 2009
Tuesday 12 May 2009
Driftwood close up
Monday 11 May 2009
The Major From Glengarry
Sunday 10 May 2009
The Pier Barge
Saturday 9 May 2009
Youth Event in the Italianate Gardens
Friday 8 May 2009
Thursday 7 May 2009
Wednesday 6 May 2009
Water Ski Club
Tuesday 5 May 2009
Trees
Monday 4 May 2009
The Seaward Hotel
Sunday 3 May 2009
Grove Park War Memorial
Saturday 2 May 2009
Friday 1 May 2009
Parkour Guy Final
Thursday 30 April 2009
Wednesday 29 April 2009
Tuesday 28 April 2009
The Wheel
Monday 27 April 2009
The Marine Lake
Sunday 26 April 2009
The English Rose
Plantagenet: Since you are tongue tied, and so loath to speak,
In dumb significants proclaim your thoughts:
Let him who is a true-born gentleman,
And stands upon the honour of his birth,
If he believe that I have pleaded truth,
From this briar pluck a white rose with me.
Somerset : Let him that is no coward nor no flatterer,
But dare maintain the party of the truth,
Pluck a red rose from off this thorn with me.
Henry VI Part One, II.iv.25-32
English Rose
No matter where I roam
I will come back to my english rose
For no bonds can ever tempt me from she
Ive sailed the seven seas,
Flown the whole blue sky.
But Ive returned with haste to where my
Love does lie.
No matter where I go I will come back to my english rose
For nothing can ever tempt me from she.
Ive searched the secret mists -
Ive climbed the highest peaks
Caught the wild wind home to hear her soft voice speak
To hear her soft voice speak
No matter where I roam
I will return to my english rose
For no bonds can ever keep me from she.
Ive been to ancient worlds
Ive scoured the whole universe
And caught the first train home
To be at her side.
No matter where I roam
I will return to my english rose
For no bonds can ever keep me from she
Weller
Saturday 25 April 2009
Friday 24 April 2009
The Secret Lives of Trees
Thursday 23 April 2009
Wednesday 22 April 2009
Grove Park Bandstand
Tuesday 21 April 2009
Bloody Big Crane
Monday 20 April 2009
Sunday 19 April 2009
Saturday 18 April 2009
Birnbeck Pier
Friday 17 April 2009
Keepy Uppy
Thursday 16 April 2009
The Best Ice Cream in WsM
Wednesday 15 April 2009
Tuesday 14 April 2009
Lorrain's Revisited
Monday 13 April 2009
Granville
Sunday 12 April 2009
Things to Come
Saturday 11 April 2009
Messing Around on the Beach
Friday 10 April 2009
A Great Day to be a Bird in Weston-super-Mare...
Thursday 9 April 2009
Evolution
Wednesday 8 April 2009
Broken Stones
Paul Weller