Christmas in Bath

This was my first Christmas in the UK for eight years. I’d left my wife and children in Tokyo as our youngest was too small to travel. Just me in my old bedroom in my parents house in the city where I grew up, Bath.

With me a Nikon New FM2, a Nikkor 50mm 1.4 and a few rolls of Ilford XP2.

The best time to visit Bath is in June when the low summer sun sets the golden stone of the Georgian architecture alight.

In winter it’s drab and dank, the tourists are gone, and locals take refuge in the shops and pubs. I’d wanted to take pictures of Christmas, but I’d forgotten that Christmas happens in people’s homes in England.

But these are the glimpses of Christmas I caught wandering around on my own – in between the Quality Street, TV, more TV and turkey.

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