There has always been the naughty schoolboy side to my work. It often runs just below the surface, waiting to break out. When I was...

If we're returning home from the south Dales we often travel up Upper Wharfdale. Going past the pub at Cray we drive past the many...

…The corn was orient and immortal wheat, which never should be reaped nor was ever sown. I thought it had stood from everlasting to everlasting.

DENT HEAD VIADUCT...from a sketch in my notebook