I guess I’ll be pulling over for roadside photos between Cardiff and Metford more than usual this year.

Here’s my take on Hexham. Can you imagine living on the bridge?

Pub decor.

Being sick today made it impossible to venture out for a more unique photo. Is the sight of Miss 1 digging in to her first mac and cheese [and ham] unique enough?

If you follow me elsewhere (Instagram, Twitter, etc.) you might already know that I have a rare problem with my digestive system.

It’s called achalasia, and my least favourite symptom is the need to lie down after every few mouthfuls of food or drink. If I don’t, I’ll bring it up all up again. Not even water goes down smoothly. (It’s actually miraculous anything goes down at all.)

There’s an upside, though: I get forced to look at things from a different perspective.

My love of trees has only increased as a result.

(Favourite symptom: losing 20+ kilograms without even trying.)

I was shooting a wedding all day yesterday, but still managed to find and shoot this at 11:55pm.

Bonus points if you can tell me where it is.

Shot in the dying minutes of daylight, posted in the dying minutes of the day.

I couldn’t choose just one photo today, so you’re getting 3.

My project, my rules.

White Betty went swimming in some mud today. She loved it.

Mr 3’s legs are so rarely used for sitting, I celebrated with a photo.