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The Brean Bird Screen was build to prevent disturbance to an important high tide waterbird roost on the Severn Estuary Site of Special Scientific Interest (SSSI), which is just beyond the screen. It is located at Brean Cross sluices, in … Continue reading →

A Victorian masterpiece, illuminated in the evening in the run-up to Christmas (what we used to call Advent). Even better after sharing a drink with Fi and Paul in Mary’s Bar.

We visited this year’s “Pink Lady” food-related photography exhibition at the Royal Photographic Society. I was surprised to see, in and exhibition of classic old film cameras, a rather battered Kodak Cresta II, a plastic (bakalite?) superior version of the … Continue reading →

At the M-Shed museum, Bristol. Some heart-breaking and heart-warming pictures. Copyright of photos and text is acknowledged. The bonobo and the mongoose.Christian Ziegler (Germany) records this unusual sight of a young male bonobo gently holding a mongoose pup, deep in … Continue reading →

This sculpture, in the Floating Harbour, by eco-artist Wren Miller highlights the scale of littering in central Bristol. The contents of the wave represents, I’m sorry to say, the litter dropped in one street on a typical Friday – about … Continue reading →

Back in September we first saw Weston Super Mare’s See Monster. As conversion problems have now been resolved it is open to visitors. It seems popular, but will close in the next week or so. The first picture was taken … Continue reading →

Hawkridge reservoir in the Quantock Hills: Kilve Bay near East Quantock on the west Somerset coast:

…and the last few tomatoes. And a couple of aubergines. The greenhouse has done well this year.

Our annual visit to the Royal West of England Academy Autumn exhibition. The first picture was my favourite – just a pencil on paper, but so three-dimensional.

Neath, north of Swansea and Port Talbot, is steeped in industrial history. And where there was industry, there were usually canals. We like a canal, and my knowledge of them has grown considerable since I met Sal. Even better, Neath … Continue reading →