I had often wanted to go to Morecambe, from a photographers perspective it offers a magnificiant view across the bay toward the Lake district peaks. When the tide goes out, the famous mudflats appear, as well as a huge variety of wading birds. The town itself is pretty reminiscent of most UK seaside towns. A view of being forgotten, disowned. With a garish mishmash of failed planning ideas, and oddball paint schemes. I was shocked at how on one side, the sea and the bay offered beauty, and an amazing visual landscape. Then on the other, a town clinging on in a vain attempt at recognition, and a forlorn longing to go back to a golden era of donkeys on the beach, and fish and chips.  A town fighting for survival where no one really gives a toss. Maybe Fracking is the answer.

Once again the Fuji X pro was the camera of choice, the Nikons are getting distinctly upset by me constantly choosing this young upstart over them. It offers so much in terms of portability without looking like the obvious photographer. I also shot some images in 1-1 format, reminding me of the good old 6cm by 6cm days. I quite like the format it certainly forces you to think more. I used the astia film settings as I thought this matched the ovedrcast feel to the day, I wasn't after shouty out colours, I wanted something a little more subtle. Funny though as most of the shoot went in monochrome.