I took these with a little Blackbird Fly twin lens camera. It's using a redscale film which often gives apocalyptic looking results.
They are not great photographs, but I love the square format and the strange effects that unexpectedly turn up. There always seems to be an old worldy look to them.
With a little bit of photoshopping, I may be able to turn them into something special. (With some help from Simon!) Or they can be used as textures for something else.
They were taken in a village called Geddington, a mile up the road from us and in Weekley, an even tinier hamlet.
My brother Andrew (Arch) died on New Year's Eve 1990, and is buried in Weekley churchyard, so we always go on that day to pour a little whisky on his grave!