The beauty and tranquillity of Britain's graveyards far outshine the stagnant views and vibes of modernity.

1963 - Britain's pubs have always been the much needed excuse to be among one another instead of being boxed up in flats or houses with nothing other than the propaganda machines we call television. @Britainspubs

Word of advice to the young men out there who are falling in love. You will soon come to realise that if she doesn't blame you for something you did, then she'll blame you for something you didn't. Do not try and rationalise or understand it. This is simply your fate as a man. 🤝

Women should walk around in judges wigs seeing as we're always on bloody trial.

Kids today will never know the pain of gelling your hair with what was essentially plumbing adhesive.

St Paul's Cathedral and it's surroundings in the year 1540 (before the "Great fire of London" in 1666).

To believe the word of any mainstream politician is to believe that crack is brilliant just because a crackhead told you so.

If you need reminding as to who your real God is, remember that you only have official bank holidays since 1871, when they were formally recognised by an Act of Parliament. On these days, banks were allowed to close, which is where the name comes from. Your freedom is defined by the banks and who founded them.

This old "Hovis Crackers" advert pulls hard on the heart strings.

I'm spending some time up north soon, so I thought I'd better study the language..

Directly after I've given her the best 60 seconds of her life.

It's become so easy and rewarding to address the simple-minded that there are now few people who can appeal to the highly intelligent.

The less that somewhere appears as if it were built in this century, and even much of the last, the more appealing a place it becomes.

The welcoming view of your beautiful car and comfy home as you walk back from buying a newspaper in 50s England.

1967 - Footage of the sights and sounds of Lancaster during the 1960s (from a film called Dropout). The sounds of the time are only broken up by a jazz soundtrack recorded by student musicians at the time. I love it when I can hear what was going on and feel the tranquility of the era.

Their delusion is second to none