As I may have mentioned, the Map Twats went to pretty Mytholmroyd on Friday, to hear Simon Armitage read his fine poetry. I took some pictures of those innocent days, before he stood us up. Rest of the shots are
here.
Crag overlooking the village
The poet declaims
Poet reflected in ceiling tile
I played with the colour for this one.
Everything was illuminated.
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