The shot I was taking when I heard the scream

Early in my walk – Great Holm being replaced with ‘Silent Hill’ ? 😉

The first step in my ‘walking guide’ directions

Overflow weir in full floor

Railway tunnel renovations

Notice of works

Alternative routes

Guardian monk

The shrouded chapel

Bristling with scaffolding

From a distance, this window looked like it was lit insight – it’s just the bricks

Looking up into the repairs

Tattered sheeting rustling in the wind

There really was no-one nearby

Looking back at the chapel

Side door – you can walk right up to this side, but I forgot to try the door – twit!

Side window

I wonder when it’ll be unveiled?

Inclement skies

Workmen, hale and hearty

To entertain myself, and hopefully entertain others as well, I’m currently pursuing a creative writing course with the fine old Open University. It’s proving to be a fascinating experience, and I didn’t expect to have as much fun as I am, or to be getting such great feedback from my fellow students.

Most of the writing is peer-assessed, but every few months there’s a formal assessment point where we’re asked to put together a few thousand words, and these are marked for our eventual grade. This ‘term’, I’m working on creative non-fiction, which I thought would be a new genre for me, but it’s really the sort of thing I usually write: taking everyday experiences and looking at them from creative or unusual angles. I’ve decided that this assignment piece is going to take the form of a guided walk around one of my favourite spots, interspersed with me reflecting on architecture, hauntology, Freud’s Doppelgänger theory, psycho-geography, the memory of places, all sorts of things. Today, I set off with my good camera to take some pictures to illustrate the story and add to the ‘guided walk’ vibe.

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