Submitted by Coop85 (Glasgow - Scotland)

A shot from a couple of months ago that I took. A view of the North Sea from where I stay. Very peaceful.

Submitted by Robert Stewart (Glasgow - Scotland)

This is two of the many beautiful bridges to span the River Clyde in Glasgow. I used to pass it every day on the walk into my workshop. The area around the bridges is currently undergoing regeneration and gives an idea of the scale of engineering needed to keep a vibrant city moving forward. However nothing that will be built on this new site will ever have the beauty and historic romance of these two fantastic Glasgow bridges.

I found these trolleys just 2 minutes from the bridges above. The warehouse was being torn down so they had been left to rust in a corner of the car park.

Submitted by Oldnewtonheath (Manchester - UK)

While rooting through the loft I stumbled across these pictures of myself which were taken back in the 80's. Thinking back I wish I had more pictures taken of my youth but when you're young that's the last thing you think of.

Submitted by Trevor and Florence Heath (Brighton - UK)

Not actually taken by me but by Florence, my eldest. She took them in the pub last year when we were in the middle of moving and me and my mrs were just so pissed off and wanted a drink! She was bored and so we gave her the camera to play with and she came out with a few really excellent ones (at least I think so but I am biased). I just like the fact that they are from the viewpoint of a 4 year old.





I also came across another couple she took when we stayed in a friends caravan near Chichester which I think are also brilliant (biased).

Submitted by CasualCo (Stockport - UK)

Big Vern took this the moment of the final whistle and we're at Wembley - a win away from turning round five seasons of misery and decline on it's head.


Took this at the CAMRA beer festival at our beloved Edgeley Park. Two of my favourite things - football and beer. What it would be like to sup a nice pint whilst actually watching the football of course that's where the imagination would have to kick in.

Submitted by 5226 (Stockport - UK)

Taken on the Sunday after stopping in London after a game (League Two Playoff Final) down there. Anyone planning on busking on the Portobello Road they better use caution. These residents come armed with water!

Submitted by Huw (The Moldives, Cymru)

I woke up full of the usual dread of a Monday morning. I'd not even sat up and was already about to write the whole day off as a gloomy affair, riddled with difficulties. I started on my Cape Canaveral countdown routine of counting down from ten to one before lifting myself out of bed. I got to about eight and caught sight of this box on the top of my wardrobe. I must have looked at it many times before but today, I'd noticed the smile on it. It had been used to carry two pairs of old trainers from Germany a few months earlier. Just a standard old box. But a smiling one. As soon as I saw it, it made me smile. For three days actually. When I look at it now, I imagine it, traveling by plane, train and Post office van from Germany to the top of my wardrobe. With that expression.

Submitted by Llywarch (Caerdydd, Cymru)

Recently celebrated her indoors' birthday, with yet again another fancy dress BBQ. This years' theme was O.A.Ps.


That's me taking centre stage. It's suprising how comfortable I felt. Anybody ever tried Zimerframe Racing, while being whacked by a handbag?

Submitted by Christopher (Bridgend - Wales)

This was taken by Corrie (my fiance) at Stonehenge at the beginning of the year and it just an amazing photograph...in my opinion anyway!

Actually, the Stonehenge picture was taken last December and not this year. Shit, this year seems to be flying, it is right what your folks tell you about time after all.



This is of a wood carving that was at the bottom of the hill leading to the Modern Art Museum in
Stockholm. I've chosen it for no other reason than I love the thing. Plus it was my first time to ever leave the UK!

Submitted by Bfc1882 (Burnley - UK)

A few of us went to see Ian Brown in Leeds last Autumn and had a quality night which started at 12 on the Friday (for most of the lads) and finished late on the Saturday night. That's Ian mid flow as I took my chance of getting a good photo once I ended up right on the crowd barrier at the front.

Submitted by Jogging1980 (Chicago - US)

This is downtown Chicago. Not long after I arrived, just trying to get a feel for the city and took a wander around downtown. Really misty day and most of the skyscrapers. had disappeared. Coming from Dublin, which is low rise, this was just something totally different.

Submitted by Scfc74 (Stockport - UK)

This was the view from my hotel balcony at the top of the Andes. Not only did the view take your breath away but just walking up the stairs to our room got you gasping for breath due to the altitude.


Gerard scores against Sweden. World cup 06. Thousands of England fans let off flares after England scored at the Cologne Fan Zone, World Cup in Germany 2006.



September 11th Riots in Chile. I happened to be on holiday. September the 11th 1973 marks the beginning of 17 years of military rule in Chile Led by Army Commander-in-Chief General Augusto Pinochet. In 1973 the Pinochet regime imprisoned, tortured and killed thousands of dissidents at Chiles National Football stadium. Every year Chileans Protest on September 11th which often results in voilence.

Submitted by Gansgear (Manchester - UK)

See those blue lights in the background? That was the police running/driving away from quarter of a million bottle throwing Glaswegians (and two mild-mannered Stopfordians)

Submitted by Alex (Sunderland - UK)

This star studded picture of Brett Easton Ellis in Sunderland signing Lunar Park and reading from it. (notice the now illegal bottle of coke-water circa 2002)

I'm not sure he knew where he was or who he was amongst, but during the Q&A at the end, and after my question of 'Is this book mainly about your father?' (which he glanced up at me, nodded curtly and dismissed), a small girl with her father piped up and asked: 'Why is your accent so funny mister? - *before he could reply* 'Why does your book have a moon on it?' *bu.....bu....(followed by) 'De yee think yeel set your next one in the toon like?'

Ignorant Geordies making their way to Sunderland for book signings??? My head nearly exploded with the paradox.

Submitted by Peter O'Toole (Huddersfield - UK)

Went into a pet shop in Galway, Ireland last year to find the guys living in Guinness glasses. Took the photo on the sly and they seemed to be in perfect positions in the glasses, going diagonally across.


This was in Connemarra, Ireland last year. We found an old wooden frame in my grandma's garage and decided to take some scenic shots with a bit of a twist. Almost making them into oil paintings.



This is my mate Brownie doing a flying kick It took about ten attempts but this one turned out perfect. The reason we where doing it was for some imagery for our mixed martial arts club's flyer/poster. None of the images I took ever came to any use in the end.

Submitted by Dave201 (Manchester - UK)

This is just outside of Basrah City. I took this on my way to Basrah Airport before leaving for home.

The picture is of a group of roadside huts that sell everything from household goods to freshly skinned sheep as pictured. Quite common in and around Iraq. Also the rocks deliniate the edge of the road, these are quite common actually ied's (Improvised Explosive Devices) that are disguised to pass as rocks.


The aftermath of an attack on us. This is what is left of a car that was carrying a suicide bomber.

Submitted by Oldnewtonheath (Manchester - UK)

Bernard Manning's World Famous Embassy Club in Harpurhey Manchester which has been going strong since 1959. Although Bernard died last year the club is still a favourite watering hole with the locals.



One of the many streets that are boarded up in Moston, Manchester as the houses await demolition.There are still believe it or not still people living in this street.

Submitted by Huw (The Moldives - Wales)

Haunted by memories of a night walk up Snowdon in 1989, the prospect of climbing Mount Fuji petrified me. Flashbacks of walking up the mountain riddled with food poisoning from a reheated Sayers pasty and will-ing off my Sega Megadrive and my Barry Venison autographed post-it to friends, convinced I was going to die, had put me off climbing anything. Apart from stairs.

Years ago, a storm on Fuji had beaten my brother and he had vowed to go back to try again. Driven by my own failure I agreed to go with him. After seven hours snaking upwards in a single file of hundreds of walkers, we made it to the summit. We sat and watched the sun rise. A sight that was greeted by a sprawling mass of onlookers who collectively drew breath in unison at the beauty of what they were seeing. I sat and thought about the mistakes I'd made during the 28 years prior to this moment and said a few words to the important people that had shaped the journey of my life so far. To some I apologised, others I thanked.

Before heading back down I wandered around the summit and stumbled across the figure above. He was perfectly still. A side of me felt it was wrong to take his photograph but I did. As I took it he moved slightly but stayed as he was. I'll never know what he looked like and in a way it'll always bug me. Much like when you go on holiday and wonder whether you've left the light / grill / or tap on. What's interesting about this photo, for me anyway, is that whenever I look at it I wonder where he is at that moment and think how odd it is that 5814.60ish miles away I have a photo of him on my wall and he'll never know.

Submitted by Rob (Bennebroek - Netherlands)

Just when I was wondering what to post here, my sister gave me this photo today. We are orphans, clearing out our parents' home, she found it and brought it for me to keep.

It's a picture of my older brother in his early teens, taken around 1970. I must have been a toddler back then. I can't remember seeing it before.

What strikes me most is his appearance. Longish hair, plain crewneck sweater, crisp pair of jeans, and the Wallabee low tops.

A mirror image. Here I am, looking at the picture, wearing damn near exactly the same myself.

Submitted by Biscuit (Bournemouth - UK)

I enjoy the retro feel and transient ambiance of the Launderama. Souless, retro mechanisms turning to the constant cycle of hygiene in a world saturated in the grime and dirt of humanity.

Or summat like that.

Submitted by Kozsie (Edinburgh - UK)

I had just purchased my camera and was walking past Edinburgh's St Andrews Square and I noticed this gentleman sitting reading Scotland's finest, The Sunday Post.

You don't see many old men like this anymore, they're literally a dying breed...even down to the odd socks.

Thing that made me smile was he didn't even notice me tampering with my camera for 5 minutes as I worked out how to take a shot..didn't even lift his head.

Submitted by Alison McLean (Mold - Wales)

This guy was just striding confidently down the street near Park Guell in Barcelona. Stark, bollock naked.

You didn't notice him at first cos he wasn't skulking about, just walking, looking straight ahead, as if there was nothing at all wrong or unusual. So what was his story? Didn't look like a crazy person. So what was it? The imagination runs riot.

I submitted a short story to TAPS, Cymru but it was rejected unfortunately. They don't do bollocks on the BBC.

Was a bit slow to haul out my camera, so it's a rear view only, but maybe that's a good thing...

Submitted by Coddy (Stockport - UK)

On my way to Wycombe away, 1st leg of the playoff semis. I saw this jambutty getting towed away. Thought it was amusing.

Submitted by Wesley (Melbourne - Australia)

Taken whilst on holiday down at the coast. It was a nice warm day but the surf was choppy and shit. Although I was talking to this bloke later and he assured me he'd been surfing every day for 6 years no matter the weather. Bit of a hippy this guy but he was talking how it retvitalizes his mind and soul. Whatever floats your boat I guess!


An alleyway near my mates apartment in the CBD, Recently Melbourne city council has cracked down hard on graffiti within the CBD, allthough this alley way is one of around 10 spots in the CBD where street artists can express them selves with permission from the council.

Submitted by Llywarch (Cardiff - UK)

The photo was taken, last Christmas (2007), at Llanddwyn beach. I was taking a photo of the mountain range as I'm still in amazement at the jaw dropping landscape that makes up North Wales, even though I only appreciated it after moving away. 'Tis always the case!
I also love the fact that the people in this photo look like they've been painted on in a Lowry-esque stylee!

Submitted by Coop 85 (Glasgow - UK)

In the Jerry Kerr Stand at Dundee United. Not the most spacious of places to be very honest. Thank Christ I'm a short arse.

Submitted by Winchester (Winchester - UK)

This was taken at St Georges Hospital, in Stafford. It's been abandoned for 11 years. I'd been dumped 2 days before, it was a beautifully sunny day with two good mates, doing something I love, and this shot was one that summed up the day for me, exploring the hospital, and trying to get the bad thoughts out of my mind.


This is at Pyestock, The abandoned Gas Turbine establishment that developed our jet engines.
What is poignant to me is that a nation once proud of it's engineering is destroying something that is a significant part of our history, to put a Tesco depot there. This shot sums up the day, 7am in November, freezing cold, mist down.

Submitted by Jack Army (Swansea - UK)

I visited the Vetch last year, two years after it shut its doors. The first of the next two pictures shows the turnstyles to the northbank overgrown.


This is a special picture to me, shows the part of the ground which I would stand during a game, The North Bank. If you look at the East Stand (the one at the right of the picture) you can see the seats missing from the last game V's Wrexham and if you look at the south stand closely, there is no seats!


People who know me know I have a thing about the place in my next few photos and anybody who's been there will realise why. The hill surroundings of rows of housing, the out of character stands in the ground, the view of the bay if you're on the east stand and the prison a few feet away from the ground. This picture shows the out of character East Stand flood light lurking behind the prison.


Most weekends I catch the train from my town, Llanelli to Swansea. I have a thing about this place, not a big station, but not a small one. From the writing on the floor outside saying 'Ambition Is Critical' to the Big sign on the platforms before the turnstyles saying 'Welcome to Swansea'.