The wonderfully Shandean tomb of Sterne's grandfather.

York Minster from the city walls with the bells pealing then tolling eight - I have witnessed few things more beautiful.

Oceans are now battlefields

Wonderful that the oldest depiction of Constantine (they say) is in the Yorkshire Museum.

You find me at a very Edwardian time of life (1906)

Rude not to follow the sign to the Anglo-Saxon Church tower on the way to the mini Sainsburys.

The wondrous palimpsest of York: the Queen Anne heap of The Grand Hotel, a Great War obelisk and the towers of the Minster cheekily photobombed by Catholic St Wilfrid's.

A very bad run

German football fans love to sticker

Didn't buy anything (unaccountably).

Walking past my old workplace

Edward Ardizzione in the shelters - at the IWM.

At the IWM: Bill Brandt in the air raid shelters of London.

At the IWM: Cecil Beaton's extraordinary WWII photographs.

At the IWM: 'Gaza seen from the Air' (1917).

A thrill as a Ford Madox Ford reader to stumble on the (rebuilt) remains of the Tudor Bell Inn - Catherine Howard stayed next door at Norfolk House when Henry VIII courted her.

Decrepit Georgian is still a South London thing.

Seems now to be very popular with archly mustachioed Europeans.

When Lutyens did social housing.

Rus in Urbe: Westminster School's cricket pavilion in Vincent Square (with the tower of Westminster Cathedral).

At Southwark Cathedral

Felix Waldmueller at the NG, painting mountains with light.

Impromptu, immense pleasure: swimming in the men's pond.

I find it hard now to believe this was once my street.

Solid yet sacramental - Zurbaran's world.

One to live in the memory - Zurbaran at the NG.

Zurbaran!

Still the best restaurant in London (in my opinion).