Bright light, warm souls
We gathered again as a family, this time far from the madding crowds of London. Our destination; Haworth to walk...
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On my doorstep remain some unsung heroes of brutalist architecture, some have already gone. People seem to think the movement ugly, unworthy and a past that should be forgotten. I prefer to revere it, the forgotten, the mundane and invisible still contains beauty in my eyes.