I hadn't really been to see Damien Hirst's statue "Verity", at the end of Ilfracombe harbour, since I photographed it being erected but I thought I'd go in morning at low tide so I could get her front in sunshine and get a low angle. I can't really understand why she faces away from where anyone can see her but there we are. My feelings about the statue haven't changed, I still think she's Damien Hirst plagiarising his own work - but I find myself fascinated but the statue's height and thus not being able to get close to the face or pregnant belly. It keeps you looking. Anyway, it was  a sunny morning so I took some of her and some of Ilfracombe High Street. You can see the pictures of her being erected and then the pics I took the other day, here.

Those watching "Broadchurch" might be interested to know that it's filmed in two places: Clevedon in Somerset and West Bay in Dorset. Above are the church where the dodgy vicar (Rory from Dr Who) presides and then the high street where the newspaper office is (it's half way down on the right). And then below are the cliffs at West Bay where Danny fell (or was pushed) from.

Look at my pictures of Clevedon here. You can look at my two pictures of West Bay here but if you're interested in more then watch this space as I've got more to upload.

This is Burgh Island, just across a stretch of sand from Bigbury-on-Sea in South Devon. At high tide it can be reached by its famous amphibious sea tractor and one of its few buildings is the equally famous Burgh Island Hotel which has retained and refurbished its 1930s Art Deco looks. Agatha Christie used it as a setting for various works, Noel Coward and the glitterati of the time visited it and it's been used again and again as a TV and film location. The cheapest room is £310 a night and you'll need to book years in advance. I was down there early one morning last week so if you'd like to see all my images of Burgh Island, have a look here.

This is the rocky end of Westward Ho! beach and reflected in the rock pools is Horizon View, an apartment block that's one of three now lining the sea front (and blocking everyone else's view from behind). There'll be more as I suspect the intention is to transform this doudy sea front into a sort of Miami, lined with smart new buildings. On the one hand, good, it's better than what's there but on the other hand, it ain't Florida and it faces north and it's bloomin' cold when the sun's not on it or the wind's blowing so it remains to be seen how successful the whole enterprise will be. Anyway, this shoot was mainly to show off this new building so do have a look at these and all my Westward Ho! pics here.

Holsworthy is a small town in what used to be referred to as "the empty quarter" but is now referred to as Ruby Country. The latter is for tourism purposes and takes its name from the Ruby Red cattle of the area, the former is more accurate as it's in an area that falls between North Devon and Dartmoor and no one except the local farmers have any interest in it. Continuous traffic thunders through it on the way to somewhere else. However, it's obviously on somebody's quota as I always get asked for pictures of it. They obviously get annoyed if they're not included, so I went there two days running and you can look at all my pictures of Holsworthy here.

Croyde is a difficult beach to photograph in its entirety. Bordered by Saunton Down and Baggy Point, it's a square and has no curves and, at low tide, is a large expanse of wet sand. What it does often feature, however, are these lovely sand pools which look especially good in the evening when the sunlight and shadows show uo all the sand detail and reflect the sky. In summer the beach would be heavily populated at this time of day and covered in footprints but a quiet weekday evening in March allowed me to capture this peaceful scene.

To have a look at these, and all my images of Croyde, have a look here.

One (probably the only) good thing about the recent incessant rain is that it's raised the water table under Braunton Burrows, the extensive sand dune system behind Saunton Sands. So what were dry valleys (known as 'slacks') are now lakes and they reflect the dunes beautifully but the weird thing is that they fit in so perfectly as if they belong there and even weirder, the existing tracks often seem to go round them.

All this water certainly gives the dunes a very un-English look. I've never seen something like this here so I've taken quite a few pictures of them. Have a look at them, and all of my Braunton Burrows pictures, here.

Please excuse the headline. When you start writing a blog, you drift into the mindset of the trashiest tabloid sub-editor.

Georgeham is a quiet little village just inland from Croyde. How many houses there are ac tually lived in by locals I've no idea but I will say that all the local holiday cottage companies always want to know if I've got pictures of Georgeham so a fair number of the properties there must be holiday cottages. Nevertheless, it's still a nice place and features a cottage where Henry Williamson (the author of Tarka the Otter and unofficial patron saint of North Devon) lived. Have a look at all my pics of Georgeham here.

Saunton Sands is my nearest beach so that's the first reason why i've got many pictures of it. The second reason is that it's such a flat, long beach that's it's almost impossible not to get some lovely pictures of reflections there, even in poor weather.

Because the distant Hartland coast is almost invisible, and melds into the horizon, it's often used in advertising as an infinite space. Its most famous use is on the front of Pink Floyd's "Momentary Lapse of Reason" album:

and since that was done pre-Photoshop, yes they really did put all those beds out.

Anyway, it's been an intimidatingly large amount of pictures and I've pretended they weren't there but I've at last got round to processing and uploading them and all my pictures of Saunton Sands can be seen here.

Putsborough is at the southern end of Woolacombe Bay (Woolacombe is at the northern end) and it's difficult to get to, down intimidatingly narrow lanes so it remains the locals' beach. In the winter, the bulk of Baggy Point's cliffs cast an all day shadow over one side but it comes into it's own in the summer as the sun stays on it all day long. It's taken me this long to process all my pics of Putsborough as I've built up a huge backlog because I keep going there and never return without another batch of them.

Have a look at all (at last) my pictures of Putsborough.