Chris Pratt Photography
Scarborough, North Yorkshire, it’s Saturday and over 20 degrees, there are people in the sea. But down on the beach it’s not all donkey rides and ice cream, Scarborough has a surf scene (there are lessons) and it also has a burgeoning back-street art scene, just waiting to burst out – old closed shops being […]
Singapore for the day and it rained, all day. Non-stop. I didn’t buy t-shirts or heavily discounted electrical goods, I bought an umbrella. But the Botanic Gardens, established in 1859 on sixty acres of disused plantation – now in the heart of the city, was quieter than usual; something to do with the weather, tropical […]
For the home of reggae, the trendy late-night bars and clubs in Kingston Jamaica play an awful lot of Euro Pop – more Take A Chance On Me than No Woman No Cry. But here on Orange Street in the busy and frenetic (dare I say “edgy”) Down Town, specialist record stores sell mostly local […]
The great British seaside isn’t all sunshine and ice cream, especially in the off-est part of the off season. But a bit of light drizzle can be good for the persistent photographer. It flattens the colours and keeps the trippers away, or at least indoors. It’s a shame, however, that the little rowing boat ferry […]
The good thing about going often to the same place is that things are where you expect to find them; but aren’t always the same. The weather changes, people are there – or not. You get to know the good bars and where to find the best food, the best walks, the fewest people. From […]
Just three nights in Marrakesh and I wasn’t really interested in getting up at dawn, in my defence I don’t think many Moroccans are early risers either. But the late afternoon light of a 20 degree winter is much more accessible – and rewarding. Not in new Marrakesh but in the Medina, the tourist-packed, beating, […]
Blaenau Ffestiniog is probably best known for the Ffestiniog Railway – the world’s oldest narrow gauge railway that terminates there, having made its way over the 13.5 mile route from Porthmadog harbour. But there are other things to look out for in the slate-dominated landscape of the surrounding hills. Here on the B4391 out of […]
A trip to New York isn’t complete without a late night out listening to blues music – Terra Blues is hidden behind an unassuming walk-up on Bleecker Street; you give the bloke on the door twenty bucks before he’ll even say hello. But get there early for a seat up close and stay till late. […]
It’s the title of a song (more than one) and also of a short film; so I’m not the first person to say it. Here on the edge of Montmartre it’s certainly a city for wandering, so that might as well be arm-in-arm – or bar-to-bar, when the heavy rain showers appear as forecast. One […]
Shelsley Walsh Hill Climb – the oldest motorsport event in the world to still run over its original course; Le Mans, Indianapolis..? Nope, nowhere near. In July it’s Classic Nostalgia, on the track and in the car park. Never mind the red Ferraris, the Porsche 914s with Volkswagen engines, the single seaters, the Edwardian hill […]
