From the ground zero of my breakdown there came about a remarkable journey of enlightenment, of change, of fresh perspectives. Out of the flux of the horror of finding myself cocooned on my bedroom floor, there emerged a new person.
I've travelled over 50,000 miles on my camper-van-camino - and sent out hundreds of posts from my Genius Loci Digest about my travels and adventures across the British Isles.
As soon as I stepped into it I felt as though the recumbent incumbents might rise in admonition.
We sit beside the porch and take in the churchyard. Whilst we rest, billows of dust plume out of the porch entrance. The dust-busters are in.
My van, Woody, is my time-travelling machine, taking me to some remarkable places that have altered my mind like wine through water.
Drystone walls and Amazonian Forests
Church of St Mary the Virgin, Llanfair Kilgeddin, Wales. Survived the night in the van next to the church - only woke to take a pee. First light at the church is delicate. Cool crisp morning, dew on the grass, with the church silhouetted against the rising light. Blackbirds chirruping,...
I'm happiest when photographing a church. Here's a short film about an evening (and subsequent morning) spent photographing an ancient church in the Lincolnshire countryside. I was lucky enough to have permission to stay over on site in the campervan - so was able to see...
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