Author: Luke Ozvik

It’s picture postcard, travelogue time again as we take in a montage of the historical town of York.  The old wall that wraps around the city centre, the train museum celebrating the earliest days of steam, and finally the Jorvik Viking Centre, a museum celebrating the historical attacks on the city by the Viking hordes […] read

Welcome to the tight streets, narrow roads and tall shopfronts of Penzance, in Cornwall, England.  An almost forgotten corner of the country, about as far west as one can go in the UK without leaving the mainland.  We meet our next subject behind the counter of a small tea-room in the middle of one of […] read

On one side of the street a row of pre-War three-story buildings – shopfront downstairs, residential apartment/flats above.  On the other side of the street, modern four/five level office buildings, and an old train station with a sign outside that reads, “Welcome to Enfield Chase”.  We’re in North London to meet our next subject, and […] read

Our drone is flying in over the top of the Wollaton Park Golf Club in Nottingham on a drab and dreary cold day.  The sky is grey, and the trees are leaning slightly in the wind.  We come to rest on the fairway of the 15th hole.  Four players, two husband and wife pairs, are wheeling […] read

We establish with a shot of a long, narrow terrace of two-story homes.  High angle, drone footage.  Not the prettiest suburb.  Pretty rough.  Nothing much to look at. Then we’re in the back garden of one of those two-story homes.  It’s cruel to say, but this week’s subject is nothing special to look at either.  […] read

We float in over a wooded area on the outskirts of a small city.  Beyond the trees long curving estates, built in the 60’s to provide housing for the British middle-class.  This is Plymouth, on the English South coast, and beneath us are the Parkway Woods.  Our next subject is standing with her husband infront […] read

We’re on a pretty grimy old terraced street in the grim northern city of Gateshead. The houses are wall-to-wall, narrow and double story. Brick walled, with a front door and a single window on the ground level, two windows on the upper level, and an almost pointless one-meter front ‘yard’, before a low brick wall […] read

We’re in Holbeck – a large residential suburb Leeds, in the north of England.  The weather is rotten, windy and rainy, as we look at the grim exterior of an old two-story building with boarded and barred windows.  A sign above the front door reads, almost ironically, ‘THE FUN HOUSE’. Inside, we’re in a different […] read

Kings Place, London.  The large, modern home of The Guardian newspaper – arguably the UK’s most balanced news publication.  We’re not going inside, our next subject has asked to meet us just along York Way at Pret-A-Manger for a vegetarian wrap (or two) and an organic coffee. She’s a curvy, middle-aged woman with long wavy […] read

Introducing the Pocket Rocket.  She’s short.  Less than 5 feet tall, with a nice pair of boobs, hair cut short and blonde, styled into a punky-funky close-cropped style, and thick rimmed, squared off spectacles make her eyes look a little beady.  She’s not unpleasant to look at, but she’d be well down the list of […] read