The Photee Booth

Josh Atkin

2010-02-13T06:05:00.000-08:00

Living off Baker Street might evoke images of traffic jams or echoes of noise pollution. However, what makes this area such a fun place to live apart from the obvious perks of living in the city centre are the little mews dwellings that are just a turning off the busiest roads. Here a microcosm of community lives and breathes be it through the small pubs, familiar faces or the honest approach of the working man such as the decorator I have documented here.

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Location:London

Light - Enge

2010-01-25T15:48:00.001-08:00

I asked my five year old lad to lay the table for Sunday dinner, we usually have candles and I had arranged them in a line, noticing the refracted light, he arranged them thus and took the photo while I was busy dishing up, I was surprised and yet humbled by his creativity. Anyway, here's his offering:

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Jonathan Edwards - Wrecsam, Wales - UK

2009-12-21T08:28:00.001-08:00

This was taken in my favourite place in the world (Tokyo). I spotted this advert in Ikebukuro station and thought it would make an ideal Horizon shot. It was only when I got my photographs developed that I noticed the Japanese girl who had wandered into shot and stared directly into the camera. Sometimes you get your films developed and they disappoint, other times, as in this instance, they exceed your expectations completely.

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Christian Wynne - Denbigh, Wales - UK

2009-12-20T07:31:00.000-08:00

These photos were taken on my trip from Darwin to Perth down the Western Coast of Australia. This stage was one of the most vivid memories of my entire year travelling, which is strange because it was one of the least photographed.

Enge Gray - London, UK

2009-12-19T05:00:00.000-08:00

This was taken by my lad. He's 5 in 9 days and this was one of the results of him being given my digital point and shoot. I just love the captured innocence. Hope you do too.

Venus by Tony

2009-12-07T11:35:00.000-08:00

The following pictures were taken by a friend of mine called Chris and show the movers and groovers of Nottingham in the early 90s. Taken at a nightclub in the city called Venus, which I had stumbled upon on my return to the East Midlands on the back of a year in the North West where I’d spent pretty much every Friday night at Nude Night in the Hacienda. Venus had a very cool crowd, into both their music and their fashion. At the same time, it never felt elitist. Looking back at myself as I was twenty years ago has been a strange, bittersweet experience. On the one hand, I wish I was that young again and living for the moment. On the other, it was a time of insecurity and naivety and one in which I had very little money. Still, we had the time of our lives.

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Rest

2009-12-06T09:41:00.000-08:00

The realisation that a return to work was only a matter of days away, I decided a getaway was in order. I'd never travelled around the coast of North West Wales before so I headed in that direction. The first day involved enduring the company of the hedge fund, hooray Henry, boating jacket, pastel rugby shirt, 4x4 brigade in the colonised enclave of Abersoch. Fortunately, the next day I stumbled across one of the most beautiful and amazing places I've ever seen - Aberdaron. While walking down an almost entirely deserted stretch of beach, I spotted these two lying against a sea defence wall.

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The Full English Ark

2009-12-06T09:26:00.000-08:00

I've found myself in cafes a lot lately. Dirty ones on Saturday mornings mainly and they've become places I'm completely fascinated by. I love the honesty of them. The people, the conversations, the layout.

Chance Meeting

2009-12-06T09:08:00.001-08:00

A few weeks ago, I was feeling restless so decided to jump on the train and head to Liverpool for the afternoon. Standing in the Walker Art Gallery looking at this painting, the back of the woman's head in the right hand side of this photo caught my eye. It was familiar. I edged sideways to get a glimpse of her face. To my surprise/horror it was a matronly native French woman whom I'd lost to in a crazy golf tournament in Nimes in June last year. A woman I'd never seen before or met since. With this revelation, and seeing her raise from her seat, I tiptoed backwards and hid behind an exhibit. She found me. We had an awkward conversation. About chance meetings and the world being small. I really need to be less antisocial.

Bad Marriage

2009-12-06T08:39:00.001-08:00

The longest standing commitment a man ever makes is one decided on a schoolyard or a playing field when he chooses which football team he is going to support. It's a relationship like no other which spans decades, brings pain, joy, misery and frustration. A relationship that defies any sense of logic especially when involving midweek treks to far flung corners of the country to stand in wind and rain for a couple of hours.

A couple of weeks ago, on a bitterly cold Saturday afternoon, I sat in the stands watching yet another soul destroying performance. A second goal inside the first ten minutes proved too much for many and they began to leave, muttering under their breaths that enough was enough and that they wouldn't be back. Of course, in their heart of hearts, they knew they'd be back in those very same seats within days. In the closing minutes I took this photograph. It summed up the loyal, brutal, stoic and often heartbreaking nature of being a football supporter.

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Submitted by JNReed (Glossop, England)

2009-02-17T05:00:00.001-08:00

The Berlin Wall.

Submitted by JNReed (Glossop, England)

2009-02-17T04:57:00.001-08:00

The execution yard of Sachsenhausen Concentration Camp.

2009-02-16T15:48:00.001-08:00

Lyme Park, Cheshire. The 'Cage' - a Grade II listed building that was once used to lock up poachers / bad peasants back in the day as they say. With Stockport and Greater Manchester in the background on a glorious day.

Subbuteo subs 'warming up'. They might actually be ballboys but subs sound cooler, coupled with a rare bit of snow.

Submitted by Mark Woodward (Grimsby, England)

2009-02-16T15:18:00.001-08:00

I found this tape when I was messing with my camera using different objects to create abstract photos. This was the last tape I ever copied from one of my dearest friends. He used to come round to mine every so often with a new tape so I could copy it. It was also the last time we shared anything other than conversations. We seemed to take different paths in life shortly after. Unfortunately his path lead to his death. He was 26.

RIP Christopher J Butterworth (1972-1999)

Submitted by Mark Woodward (Grimsby, England)

2009-02-16T15:14:00.000-08:00

This picture tells the story of my life since I got made redundant. I walk down my stairs and 20 yards to the pub, pay £1.80 for a cup of tea. Although I have tea bags, it gives me an excuse to leave my flat, when I feel I need to escape.

Submitted by Dave Setter (Mold, Wales)

2008-10-29T06:26:00.000-07:00

This is from the Ford production line during the 1970's-80's. All the parts are from the Ford Capri and the guys on the line used to knock em up when the supervisors weren't looking!

He official new mascot for DoodlePlanet -

http://www.compulsiveart.co.uk

Submitted by Giraffic (South London, England)

2008-09-29T09:24:00.001-07:00

This is me coming down Snowdon after completing the 3 peaks challenge of climbing Ben Nevis, Scafell Pike and Snowdon in 24 hours. Rates as one of the most stupid things I have done.

Submitted by Dan (Stockport, England)

2008-09-29T09:19:00.000-07:00

I took this the other week in the garden on a rare sunny day, I've honestly not seen one since I was a kid, either I don't get out much at all, or I presumed they'd died off with white white dog shit, Spangles and Cannon and Ball!

Submitted by Bfc 1882 (Burnley, England)

2008-09-28T07:30:00.000-07:00

Here's one of Barcelona's many 'characters'. Following one of his mates wandering into a group of pissed up England fans whilst wearing a Deuchsland vest, this bloke went and picked up one of the cans of San Miguel been thrown and started drinking it. So as you do, we gave him a bottle of Smirnoff - he was pretty pleased with his present it was fair to say.

Submitted by Oldnwetonheath (Manchester, England)

2008-09-28T07:28:00.000-07:00

One of the many weird shops that have popped up in north Manchester!

Submitted by Erik66 (Southampton, England)

2008-09-20T10:10:00.000-07:00

Found some pics, all from 1983 . Just spotted my favourite Puma Paris in the frame stand pic. Used to spend our life on my mates 1/4 pipe, Southsea skatepark, Pylands skate ramp (local interest only) and various local hotspots aged 12-14.

Submitted by Gwladysstreetender (Liverpool, England)

2008-09-14T02:49:00.000-07:00

The skyline of Liverpool taken yesterday.

Submitted by Erik66 (Southampton, England)

2008-09-13T16:36:00.001-07:00

Me and my oldest son heading down the beach on Dorset's Jurassic coast during the only sunny week in the school hoildays, last week of July.

Submitted by GrimupNorth (The North, England)

2008-09-08T14:41:00.000-07:00

Went round the village where my mother lives. Not been round in ages. Had a cracking walk. This is Bentham station just before sunset. Not bad for a first effort I think.

Submitted by Calum Haswell (London, England)

2008-09-08T14:34:00.000-07:00

I walked up the train past this interesting looking guy and sat down behind him. A dapper looking gent, properly attired, but setting his outfit off perfectly with a pair of tortoiseshell Wayfarers. I wished I had managed to snap a pic walking past but I'm just not brazen enough for that. Asking him isn't exactly my steez either so that was out. I thought I had missed my chance until I noticed I could see him from my chair. Looking at him, and at what he could see through the window through his glasses, I wondered where he was going today, and what he had seen through those glasses over the years.

Submitted by Niall Kershaw (Stockport, England)

2008-09-08T14:24:00.000-07:00

The first picture was taken of the sunrise from the villa in the hills close to Santa Gertrudis in Central Ibiza. The villa is isolated so the silence was golden and the picture was taken after a villa party so it was the calm after the storm. It was a beautiful morning made even better by the hot air balloon which had just taken off not far from us.

The second picture is of the sunset at Benirras beach in the north of Ibiza. This is a secluded bay which is very popular with hippies, especially on a Sunday evening which is famous for impromptu drumming as the sun goes down. The sunset is amazing and made even better with a Mojito in hand.

Submitted by Edinburgh Harp (Edinburgh, Scotland)

2008-09-07T04:13:00.000-07:00

These two were taken at Hydro Connect music festival which takes place in the grounds of Inveraray Castle. The first one is the sun setting over the forest, I actually enchanced the sunset on Photoshop, still learning my trade as you can see. The second image is the lasers show from Bloc Party's track, Flux. A fantastic track and hearing it live was probably the hightlight of the weekend.

These were taking at Shawfield Dog Track, Glasgow. A right old fashioned place with plenty character. First two pictures are when the dogs are leaving the traps and the third picture is pretty self explanatory, a lovely cold bottle of Tennants sitting on a wall.

Submitted by Gwyn Jones (Mold, Cymru)

2008-08-28T14:25:00.000-07:00

An alternative view of the Statue of Liberty taken on my recent visit to NYC. This photo illustrates the gentle side of the so called concrete jungle that is NYC.

Submitted by Damon Timm (USA)

2008-08-25T01:38:00.000-07:00

This picture was take just moments (and I do mean moments) before Rosa Lee proposed to me.

Rosa Lee’s ring came in today — we’ll go pick it up as soon as she is back. Mine is still being resized but should get that in the mail directly. In the meantime, I had been wearing the ring that I gave Rosa Lee on our first anniversary as a couple (it looks just like my engagement ring), however, it gave me some sort of flesh wound that got infected so I have to take it off. That’ll teach me for trying to steal her ring.

I guess I have to wait for my own to come in.

Submitted by Huw (Moldives, Cymru)

2008-08-19T10:12:00.000-07:00

Walking around Greenwich Village in NYC last week, I spotted this white bike across the road. Despite being a city of vast proportions both in terms of space, people and backgrounds, what struck me was the sense of community it had. The unique tribute to this man symbolised that for me.

Submitted by Jonny (Oswestry, England)

2008-08-19T10:03:00.000-07:00

Recently went on holiday to have a look round the old World War One memorials and was amazed at the sheer scale of just the British Casualties buried in the Tyne Cot Cemetary. Also had a stroll round some preserved trenches in the Hill 62 area which was interesting but very grim. One of the few moments in my life when I felt genuinelly moved. Got some shots of a ridiculous amount of names of those missing/presumed dead on the Menin Gates at Ypres also. I almost felt guilty for not providing a significant contribution for Queen and country. And even if there was another World War god forbid, I would be far too frightened to go and fight.

My father at the Menin Gates with 65,000 names of dead, missing or presumed dead.

And a cross tribute which a lad of about 7 happily placed down, though his father was clearly upset and overwhelmed by the place itself.

Submitted by Jason Hague (Barnsley, England)

2008-08-19T09:55:00.001-07:00

A few pictures - Just a countryside wood about an hour away from ours.

Submitted by Ewan Haswell (Inverness, Scotland)

2008-08-08T15:18:00.000-07:00

http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/scotland/highlands_and_islands/7546758.stm

So a whale washed up and died on a beach near my house. It took me 2 or three days to go down and check it out. Seems I missed the whale; or most of it anyway.

Submitted by Dan (Stockport, England)

2008-08-06T07:42:00.000-07:00

Here's a topical picture to coincide with the forthcoming football season. The 'gaffer' looks to have had enough already.

A sneak peak at part of the background set of Coronation Street and how they manage to extend the fictional street beyond the closed set, I think a small section of this regularly appears through that bridge near the bus stop.

A Coronation Street Milk Float. On closer inspection the bottles are not full of milk, but dried paint lining the insides, I have absolutely no idea who the severed foot belongs to.

Submitted by Jason Hague (Barsnley, England)

2008-08-06T03:52:00.000-07:00

After not being able to get a taxi to the next local before town, I convinced my mates it was a good idea to walk the countryside way (takes about an hour and half and they weren't impressed).

The Carters Old No.7 picture is just a picture with my feet up at the table. This boozer is my favourite in town. The first I ever went in and the only one that plays decent music from Happy Mondays to the Beatles.

Submitted by Markus (Wrecsam, Cymru)

2008-08-04T11:20:00.000-07:00

On Saturday night (02/08/08) before going out we decided to attempt to make an album cover style photo in the garden. This was the best we could come up with. The band has since been named Barry Charlatan and the tools.

Submitted by Cubic202 (Los Angeles, USA)

2008-08-04T05:19:00.000-07:00

Here are some pics of me climbing Mt Whitney, 14,000+ ft. It took seven hours to get up there and camped at 12,000 ft. Got up at 5am and summited and came back that same day. The main worry was altitude-sickness, bears and summit lightening. Thankfully the weather was great at the top. This was done last August and there was still snow and a large Glacier. Mt Whitney is part of the Sierra Nevada mountain range in California about a four-hour drive north of Los Angles. Its total height is 14,505 ft. The climb starts at roughly 8,000 ft and then its vertical climb up. The trail is clearly marked out, so although it’s the highest mountain in the continental US it’s far from technical. It took us six months of training to get there but it was worth it.

Submitted by Solna (Stockholm, Sweden)

2008-08-04T05:12:00.000-07:00

Just came back to Stockholm after spending a week in small town called Öje in the Northwest of Sweden (near the Norweigan border). Nothing but forests for miles and miles. The family owns a cabin up there. Bears and wolves just a mile away. My dog Freja went crazy one night and started barking like crazy. Next day, some "local" called and told us that a bear had crossed the small village during the night.

Submitted by Jason Hague (Barnsley, England)

2008-07-29T05:23:00.000-07:00

'Grey Street' - Just a quick snap of my street.

'Lock Park Bandstand' - Don't really know about the history of it, just played on it throughout my childhood.

'Lock Park Tower' - It's just an old tower that's been there years. It's on its last legs but still a bit of history.

'Northern Town' is a picture out of my bird's window near the town centre. The actual main road near it holds many memories from the footy.

Submitted by Calum Haswell (London, England)

2008-07-28T14:17:00.000-07:00

I clocked this guy from some ways away and saw this guy as a southern, hey, maybe even continental contemporary of Kozsie's Scottish "old guy you hardly ever see the like of" (http://thephoteebooth.blogspot.com/2008/06/submitted-by-kozsie-edinburgh-uk.html). I looked up and noticed the background, a structure that was out of date in its own way, and the couple embracing kind of looking like the future to their past.

Submitted by Huw / Jim (The Moldives / Chicago)

2008-07-28T14:12:00.001-07:00

This photo reminds me of a story that gets told around the holidays around ours every year... once upon a time, when I was a wee lad, my father took a 5 pound bag of flour with him to a Saturday morning practice... my mom asked him what he was doing with it, and he said the school's athletic department had run out of chalk for the pitch, so he was subbing it with the flour.

Submitted by Giraffic (South London, England)

2008-07-24T11:34:00.000-07:00

This picture was taken in Little Rock, Arkansas USA. Firstly it reminds me of the film ‘Stand by me ‘ and it’s just looks typically deep south rail road.

Submitted by Cupid Stunt (Stockport, England)

2008-07-24T11:32:00.000-07:00

I was Stockport County mascot aged 7, on the 7th March 1986. That's me with Andy Thorpe who still holds our record for most appearances. I was wearing brand new Gola boots, a kit provided by the club for the day (a few seasons old) and a personalised 2 stripe tracksuit and sweatbands. This photo is part of an album my Dad put together of the day. It's fair to say this is my most treasured material possession. I really should scan the whole thing in.

Submitted by Llwyd Owen (Caerdydd/Cardiff, Cymru)

2008-07-19T02:45:00.000-07:00

Cefais y pleser o weld a chlywed Cate Le Bon a Gareth Bonello - dau o gantorion gwerin(ish) gorau Caerdydd - yn perfformio fersiwn newydd o'r gan draddodiaddol, 'Jail Caerdydd', wrth ffilmio rhifyn arbennig o'r Sioe Gelf ar gyfer S4C yn ddiweddar. Cymerias gachlwyth o luniau o'r sesiwn, a dyma gyflwyno ddetholiad o fy ffefrynnau personol. Os hoffech weld y perfformiad gyda llygaid eich hun, gwyliwch 'Lawr yn y Ddinas' ar y 29 Gorffennaf ar S4C.

I was fortunate enough to see and hear Cate Le Bon and Gareth Bonello - two of Cardiff's most talented folk musicians - perform a new version of the traditional song, 'Cardiff Jail', while filming an arts documentary for S4C (that's Channel 4 Wales for all you living on the wrong side of Offa's Dyke!). I took a shedload of photos of the session; here are a selection of my personal favourites.

Submitted by EFC (Liverpool, England)

2008-07-17T12:38:00.000-07:00

Two young Evertonians warming down after a recent friendly against FC Sion in Switzerland.

Submitted by Caroline Warner (Wrecsam, Wales)

2008-07-16T12:12:00.000-07:00

Whilst on a flying visit to Oxford last weekend this group of kids caught my eye....Made me smile, as it reminded me of school trips as a youngster. I was always more interested in chatting to my friends and looking at the souvenirs I'd bought than listening to the teachers instructions. Much to their disapproval.

Submitted by Giraffic (South London, England)

2008-07-16T12:10:00.000-07:00

The local area is known for Lavender growing. Here is one of the fields you can walk around and pick your own. I like the fact it's been grown for centuries and the tradition continues.

Submitted by Tarnyouthcasual (Barnsley, England)

2008-07-13T11:04:00.000-07:00

The "pity" just where pit used to be. Now it's just a massive hill. Used to have to run up that for footy training. Right ball ache.

Submitted by Teaparty (Stockport, England)

2008-07-13T11:02:00.000-07:00

The main gate at Auschwitz I. Whilst the majority of the killing was done about a mile away at the much larger Auschwitz II camp, this is probably the most "iconic" symbol of Nazi death camps.

Also, the top floor of that building in the picture was used as a brothel. Several non-Jewish women prisoners were picked out to work in it and favoured non-Jewish prisoners (cooks, barbers) were given tokens to use as payment in there by the SS.

Submitted by Gerry Wilcoxson (Derbyshire, England)

2008-07-13T10:44:00.000-07:00

The reason I took these was because I found out last night the pub on the street that I was born, where I had my first ever pint (it cost me £1.34 and it was a pint of Kimberley ale, a mild, so I sounded older than I was when i ordered it!), had shut down, so after a heavy sesh yesterday, I went for a spaced out stroll today down memory lane. As I was walking around my old stomping ground, I noticed the infants school had been bordered up and sealed off and also walked by the jitty (alley/ginnel/path) where I had my first heavy petting sesh a la Jimmy in Quadrophenia - so got me thinking of doing a photo album of spots from my youth.

Submitted by Marian Griffiths (Rhos, Cymru)

2008-07-13T10:18:00.000-07:00

This was taken in 1948 in the back garden of my mother's house in Rhosllannerchrugog near Wrecsam. Bernard, my brother, (wearing the hat in the background) had made a skeleton out of card in the back kitchen and had hung it in the doorway. He took the head off it and replaced it with his own so that he could see the reactions of people walking past.

This is a photo of my mother taken in 1915. I think she wrote on the back of it. I think it's amazing.

Submitted by Kozsie (Edinburgh - Scotland)

2008-07-07T13:36:00.000-07:00

I recently attended a Radiohead concert at Glasgow Green, much to our (and my lovely guests) dismay the traditional Scottish weather stayed true and the heavens opened. We braved on with maybe the weather adding to the flavour of it all..we made our way to centre of the stage, in view but away from the ruck at the front..we'd reached our pitch.

I then turned to my left to see this guy lost in the music...there on his own, maybe assisted by an illegal substance (I know not of his whereabouts, officer) but totally immersed inside it all. I don't know if it spun me back to my years gone by but it made me smile and if anything it brought me up..with no assistance.

When I loaded the picture up tonight I noticed some weird 'Cocoon' type shit going on, I hope it's not a Dove he was on.

Missed my chance.

Submitted by Giraffic (South London - UK)

2008-07-03T15:51:00.000-07:00

Oxwich bay, Wales. One of my favourite beaches. Spent some happy times on there as a kid.

Submitted by Benjamin Ridge (Cornwall - UK)

2008-07-03T12:29:00.000-07:00

This was taken at Marazion beach near Penzance in Cornwall. Saint Michael's Mount can be seen in the background.

My dad took my mum, my two brothers and I down to see the whale when we heard one had been washed up in the storm that had happened.

I was pretty young 7 or 8 can't exactly remember. What I can remember is trying to climb ontop of the whale but the wind was so bad we couldn't manage it.

I had never been so close to a mammal of that size before.

Submitted by Ryecatcher (Chicago - USA)

2008-07-02T16:18:00.000-07:00

I took this one of the cat this morning. He climbed in on his own. All I need now is some potatoes, onions and whatever seasoning goes best with cat (sage and a bit of pepper maybe?)

Submitted by Huw (Moldives - Cymru)

2008-07-02T13:25:00.001-07:00

I've always loved seaside resorts, especially those suffering from the hangover of heady days of years gone by. New Brighton is one of those. This was taken on an overcast day in June last year. As a kid, it used to drive my mother beserk when people would start stripping off and flood the beaches as soon as the slightest sign of summer appeared. I don't know why but it did. When we took this photo, I just liked the fact that this family (and their boxer tied to a pram) were sunbathing on a tiny sliver of 'beach' with the industrial landscape in the background. Really, after looking closer at it, it's about people making the most of things.

Following on from the above, I spotted this old couple sitting on a bench on the front in Llandudno. I'd forgotten all about knotting the corners of hankerchiefs and using them as hats until I saw this man. It brought back memories of my granddad doing the same. Or, if his hankerchief was dirty he'd opt to smother his bald head with vaseline to stop it cracking in the sun. The gap between these two also made me think about how couples, as they grow older, often grow apart. It starts with separate seats instead of sharing the sofa. Then separate beds instead of a double. I remember this happened with my grandparents. They couldn't live without each other though as the death of my grandmother proved.

Submitted by Biscuit (Bournemouth / Bolton - UK)

2008-07-01T12:39:00.000-07:00

I've tried to capture the changing nature and movement of culture in our post-modern society. And I really like boats too.

Submitted by Roman (Aberdeen - Scotland)

2008-07-01T09:42:00.000-07:00

It's me in the white, in Madrid in November for the game against Athletico in the UEFA cup group stages. Just before the game, and just before things got a bit naughty.

Submitted by Coop85 (Glasgow - Scotland)

2008-06-30T13:24:00.000-07:00

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)

2008-06-28T04:04:00.000-07:00

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)

2008-06-28T03:17:00.000-07:00

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)

2008-06-27T13:59:00.000-07:00

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)

2008-06-25T10:46:00.000-07:00

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)

2008-06-24T14:45:00.000-07:00

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)

2008-06-24T12:56:00.000-07:00

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)

2008-06-21T14:51:00.000-07:00

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)

2008-06-21T03:48:00.001-07:00

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)

2008-06-19T09:21:00.000-07:00

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)

2008-06-19T09:12:00.000-07:00

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)

2008-06-18T15:28:00.000-07:00

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)

2008-06-17T13:48:00.001-07:00

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)

2008-06-17T13:43:00.000-07:00

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)

2008-06-17T13:31:00.000-07:00

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)

2008-06-15T09:35:00.001-07:00

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)

2008-06-15T05:31:00.000-07:00

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)

2008-06-14T14:28:00.001-07:00

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)

2008-06-13T13:13:00.001-07:00

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)

2008-06-12T16:49:00.000-07:00

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)

2008-06-12T16:48:00.001-07:00

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)

2008-06-12T14:26:00.000-07:00

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)

2008-06-12T08:49:00.001-07:00

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)

2008-06-12T08:44:00.000-07:00

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)

2008-06-11T14:36:00.000-07:00

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)

2008-06-11T12:44:00.000-07:00

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)

2008-06-11T11:17:00.000-07:00

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)

2008-06-10T15:59:00.000-07:00

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'.

Submitted by Emma Adams (Leeds - UK)

2008-06-10T08:54:00.000-07:00

I was having a bad time. I went on holiday to Berlin on my own. It was the first time I had ever been away abroad on my own and I was a bit scared. I found a post card of an art show being put on by an artist called Sandra Rauch. On the back of the post card I found the post card image was called 'all memories will be lost in time'. This made me feel suddenly very sad but also very happy. I felt a weight was lifted by being reminded that somehow nothing matters at all. Even though it feels like it matters a lot. If you see what I mean? Anyway, I smiled to myself. I liked this idea so much I took a picture of the message on my phone camera and set it to be the screen thingy that comes up on your phone when it is not in use. I ended up having an amazing time in Berlin.

Submitted by Big Vern (Nottingham - UK)

2008-06-08T14:40:00.000-07:00

Inside Siena's town hall in Italy. Looked up and saw the view above, whilst on holiday last year with the wife. No holidays this year as we are expecting Little Vern in July. Looking back it seems a long time ago...

Submitted by Erik66 (Southampton - UK)

2008-06-08T13:45:00.001-07:00

My oldest son, a couple of years ago. Don't make him angry, you won't like him when he's etc etc.
Always loved this picture, not artistic or anything, but it shows him in his true light!

Submitted by Agerstone (Hull - UK)

2008-06-08T12:29:00.000-07:00

When I first moved away from home I was finding it a bit shit. I'd moved away from my best mates and jumped straight into a full time job. After a bit though I learnt to enjoy it and won't forget going for weird rambles to places with new mates. Anyway, on one ramble we found this..

Submitted by Futcher (Wrecsam - UK)

2008-06-08T12:28:00.000-07:00

A picture taken at the top of the hafod in Ruabon looking down on Rhos and Johnstown it will always mean home to me.

Submitted by 5226 (Stockport - UK)

2008-06-08T12:24:00.000-07:00

Taking full advantage of a jubilant pitch invasion - after my club got to Wembley in the Play Off Semi Finals - a picture that will be great to look back on in years to come. We went on to win the Final at the fifth time of asking, so there's many fond memories attached to this.

A photo I'm quite proud of, on the set of one of the most eagerly awaited films of the year, Awaydays. I managed to get right behind the camera to take a snap of the lead role Nicky Bell who plays 'Carty' in the film. Here the make up artist is applying fake blood to his stanley knife for a close up shot.

The Prospect of Whitby Pub in Wapping. This is one of the most famous pubs in London dating as far back as 1543. In the Seventeenth century it had a very dark and seedy reputation as a meeting place for smugglers and villains, and became known as 'Devil's Tavern'. To this day a hangman's noose still swings over the river, a reminder of those gruesome times.

Submitted by Gulliver (London - UK)

2008-06-08T12:20:00.000-07:00

When I finished school I went travelling around Thailand for a couple of months. Was a real eye opener as anyone who has ever been there will testify. This was on the night of the "full moon party" on Koh Phangan , and I'm not much of a photographer but when I was out next to my hotel late in the evening, I was absolutely mesmorised by this sunset. It was one of those moments when you stop and really think about everything.

Submitted by Giraffic (London - UK)

2008-06-08T05:49:00.000-07:00

This is picture of Caswell bay, Mumbles, Swansea. My Dad is from Swansea, so when he took us back down there, we always went to Caswell bay ( beach). As i got older, i used to surf there. So it holds a lot of happy memories for me and it's anywhere other than London!

Submitted by Thamesbank (London - UK)

2008-06-08T05:29:00.001-07:00

The place means everything to me. Maybe not even for the football anymore, but without Fulham and Craven Cottage I wouldn't of met SO many great people (and enemies, I suppose).

Without the Thames I'm not sure as if Fulham would be so spiritual. Having a pint looking over the river at half time is something else, especially on a floodlit night like above. Anyroad, I think that picture sums up why I love Craven Cottage so much.

Submitted by FFR (Manchester - UK)

2008-06-08T05:27:00.000-07:00

View from the 38th floor of the Beetham Tower over Manchester on a sunny day in August. Me and my mate had been out all day and ended up back at my mates place up there for a brew before we went back out. We were on top of the world and being up there looking out over the city that I love was class.

Not a great picture, but the Camp Nou is one amazing ground and it holds a lot of special memories for us United fans. I took it at the Semi Final in April, spent two days out there and was burned to f*ck in the blazing Catalonian sunshine.

Submitted by Jonny (Oswestry - UK)

2008-06-08T04:07:00.001-07:00

A snap I took with the ex missus when out for a stroll yonk's ago. Sounds a tad stupid, but "Lamb" was my first word I ever said... so this is kind of important.

Submitted by Brit (Wolverhampton - UK)

2008-06-08T03:59:00.001-07:00

In a nutshell ....'home'. I have spent many of hours looking over my local area, cracking place if you want to just watch the world go by. Even had my first kiss up there.

Submitted by Oldnewtonheath (Manchester - UK)

2008-06-08T03:55:00.001-07:00

As an old lad who was about in the 80s I sometimes like to sit down and flick through a few pages

Submitted by Teaparty (Stockport - UK)

2008-06-07T09:52:00.000-07:00

That was in Kazimeirz in Krakow which is the old Jewish Quarter of the city. This woman apparently lived on the streets and spent any money she got on feeding pigeons, rather than herself. Pretty sad really. Someone her age must have lived through some horrific scenes in that part of Krakow but she's reduced to being homeless and talking to pigeons.

That is in Hamburg. I had split up with my girlfriend about a month earlier and my head was all over the place. I reckon this night was the first time I caught myself enjoying myself.