Kieran Turner's photos

Whilst in Brussels, I took a little pilgrimage to the Grand Place, and the site of the Café Candide — from the utterly brilliant 1970s BBC TV drama "Secret Army", which tells of the bravery and agony of the Belgian "escape lines" who helped Allied fliers return to the UK to fight the Nazis. In reality the café is Maxim's, or rather was, since it had closed down. I was able to enjoy a small beer outside the one next door, however, as the jazz festival warmed up in the middle of the square. Secret Army on Wikipedia

Excellent bike show on the seafront.

(Well there has to be some reason for showing so much leg! ;) )

1970s postcard style? That's what this colour balance makes me think of.

Just along the road from the site of Bloody Sunday, in the Bogside in Derry. (flickr's Yahoo map locates this as Londonderry. As with Kosova / Kosovo, I prefer to use a name for a place that is used by its inhabitants, thus different parts of this town would reasonably be called one or the other.) The title is because this is one of the points from where British soldiers shamefully shot and killed innocent children from the Catholic community. Note the Palestinian flag flying between the two Irish ones. In the community there's a sense of identity with another occupation. In the Union-flagged Protestant parts of this town, there were commensurate Israeli flags to be seen.

...of getting about. After taking this, I discovered that it was not some training exercise but a real tragedy — a man had dived from the pier to try to save his apparently-drowning dog. In the end it was he who drowned. I never found his name, but rest in peace sir.

What sky? What rule of thirds? ;)

I'm slightly embarrassingly rubbish at US cars, but I suspect this is an early '70s Chevy Nova... do please correct me if not.

What's left of the Royal Suspension Chain Pier in the foreground. What's left of it's successor and erstwhile sibling, the West Pier, at the back, and the one which essentially did for them both, the Palace Pier in the middle.

At extreme low tides, usually just a couple of times per year, the remains of Brighton's first pier – the Royal Suspension Chain Pier – stick up through the sand (yes, sand!) on the beach, just down from New Steine. The evening scene is completed with a couple of murmurations of starlings. They seem to have been a bit put out by the decline of the West Pier, and now peripatetically appear in various places along the beach. en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Royal_Suspension_Chain_Pier

Treasure hunting and swimming, in Brighton in the winter. Note the friend running down to the swimmers with a much-needed towel! :)