Sutton Scarsdale Hall

Just a quick one, called by on our way to the Hartington Cheese Shop to stock up on Stinking Bishop amongst other things. Beautiful and interesting place, wish I’d seen it before they sold the interior off to the yanks.



A term that  friend of mine (Mr. Mike Holmes) coined last year, I have to say that he hit the nail on the head superbly.

The new fad of instagram is slowly driving me insane, photographic filters are not new, they’ve been around since forever. The art of tastefully washing out elements of an image, enhancing certain colours, cropping an image for the best composition are as I suggested, an art-form.

This latest craze reminds me of the stereos that come with pre-defined graphic equalizers, 99% of people would simply set them to ‘Rock’ so that the display has the word Rock across the front of it as though without it you could only listen to pop or classical music. The choice bore no relevance on the enhancements being made to the sound based upon the shortcomings of the speakers/amplifier/room acoustics which is what graphic equalisers were designed to compensate for.

Back to the subject… Making your images look like every other image on instagram makes you about as unique or a talented photographer/image manipulator as an iSheep. Gain some individuality people, it’s not hard or expensive to begin learning to this properly, have a look at GIMP, read some of the tutorials and have some creative fun that may just expand your horizons.

Rant over, go and play.

Crazy Summer Sunday

So yesterday I woke up really early having not slept well. I headed over to Tansley car boot for 8am, bought some stuff and headed home to find my landlord tarting up my back yard, a nice job done too. The next thing I know I’ve got a bunch of friends in my back yard drinking cider and getting on with our usual barmy behaviour. It has been a rather gorgeous weekend indeed. Continue reading

Happy Solstice

So last night after much deliberation and fannying about we set sail for Stanton Moor, it was gone 1am when we finally set off but that still left us over 3 hours to complete the mission we’d set ourselves. Upon landing at Stanton I was firstly overwhelmed by the amount of people this place seems to gather these days, long gone are the proper drum circles of old, I think I heard 2 drummers and many, many ‘pretentious university student wannabe hippy’ accents mingled in with the ‘rich parent hippy’ accent that we’ve all heard from time to time. Continue reading