On a trip to Scarborough I escaped the crowded beaches and walked, beyond the pyramids of the aquarium and over the headland to the bottom end of the North York Moors. A secluded beach, free from seagulls and holiday makers, to explore in peace.
I feel this is a suitably bleak location for a first entry in this log. Research we undertook as part of a module before Christmas led a friend and myself to become interested and almost obsessed with Dungeness and the life of Derek Jarman. I had heard of Derek Jarman before and had seen pictures […]