Martin's Mag.

We walked for about eight miles around a large loop in the River Wye between Whitchurch and Symonds Yat in Herefordshire. The route depended on this “rope” bridge across the river at the southern point.

Sal and I have new roles as grandparents. At last! Here, Esme is less than a day old. Mother and baby well. Father making good progress.

And a few days later, father up and about again!

A stroll along the barrier at Cardiff Bay to Penarth. I think the last time we saw Penarth pier was when we picked up additional passengers on our way from Clevedon to Lundy Island.

We spent a week on the Northumberland coast. Although we’ve passed through many times, to and from Scotland, I’m sorry to say that we have never really explored the area, which is both interesting and very attractive. And the people are so friendly. We stayed in a cottage in Amble, a working fishing town and good central base, and visited towns and villages between there and Berwick upon Tweed, just a few miles from the Scottish border. Favourites were Warkworth, a couple of miles north of Amble, Alnmouth, Alnwick, Seahouses, Berwick upon Tweed itself (fascinating town defences and barracks) and, of course, the “Holy Island” of Lindisfarne which is a tourist attraction but, in January, not too busy.

Around Amble and walking up the Coquet river to Warkworth:

Lindisfarne island:

Berwick upon Tweed:

Alnmouth, Craster, Seahouses, Bamburgh, Alnwick.

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Bristol-based charity and creative collective Artspace Lifespace have teamed up with artistic non-profit We Are From Dust to host their second pop-up sculpture trail at Ashton Court Estate.

Impressive rocky coast at the mouth of the River Ogmore in the Vale of Glamorgan, and further up the river at the village and castle of Ogmore.

From the four (and seven-ninths!) of us on Christmas Day.

Much more interesting than it sounds, this exhibition, now in its tenth anniversary year, was open for the very first time outside London at The Royal Photographic Society, The Paintworks, Bristol.

Fifty or sixty Santa Clauses (or whatever the plural of Santa is – oh, of course, there isn’t one!) riding around Bristol’s Durdham Downs.