Old decaying industrial building on the banks of the River Thames

After the party is over
Walks, photos and words

I used to rave a lot. Now I walk a lot and take photos as I go.

Raving was way more fun, there's no denying it, but hiking has grown on me. It’s also a far healthier pursuit for a middle-aged man like me.

Back in the day, I used to post hundreds of photos of festivals, raves and parties on Flickr. Now I’m going to post photos from my hikes, and jot a few random words down alongside them.

Oh, and I’m about to renovate a house in East London which may well bankrupt me over the next year. I’ll post some photos of that too, plus a few horror stories of everything that inevitably goes wrong along the way.

Latest posts

The Way of St Augustine (walk 2) // To be a pilgrim, to be continued

Just a quick update today, given I’m sure you all can't wait to find if I completed my first pilgrimage or not. I didn’t. I should just leave it there, but I might as well explain the ridiculously middle-aged reason why I didn’t make it. I dropped my hearing aid at the start of the walk, and only realised three miles in. I walked back and somewhat miraculously, immediately found it in the grass. This stupidly dull delay meant I didn’t have time to reach Canterbury, as I had t

Tim Brown

May 282 min read

The Way of St Augustine (walk 1) // To be a pilgrim

After the somewhat dubious content of my previous blog, I felt the need for something a little more wholesome and life-affirming this time. So obviously, I decided to go on a pilgrimage. Now, to be honest, I know pretty well the square root of fuck all about pilgrimages, other than the fact that lots of middle-aged people who end up taking up hiking as a hobby (er, that'll be me, then) blather on endlessly about pilgrimages (er, as I’m now doing). Hearing people say they’re “

Tim Brown

May 274 min read

Augustine Camino and The Way of St Augustine way markers

Wanking on the Isle of Sheppey

Alright, alright, I’ll get to that bit in a minute, you dirty-minded perverts. First, you’ve got to read my ever-so-exciting musings about the Isle of Sheppey, which sort of sets the scene for the stuff you really want to read about anyway. So, the Isle of Sheppey. It’s a bit, well, crap, isn't it? I realise this will open up the blog and therefore me to a deluge of abuse from anyone from Sheppey who happens across this site, but that’s pretty unlikely to happen, so it’s a ri

Tim Brown

Apr 295 min read

Beach huts near Leysdown Beach, Isle of Sheppey

Essex walk 2: The River Crouch // Nothing to see here

Way back when, Facebook was fun and for me, really quite addictive. It got to the stage where every time I did something funny/stupid (mainly stupid, it must be said), I would instantly think about how I could write about it on Facebook. Fortunately, way back then I did a lot of stupid things, so I always had something to post. Then Facebook quickly became crap and after a few years I weaned myself off this totally pointless habit. Then I started this photo blog thing, which

Tim Brown

Apr 84 min read

A mist view of the fields near Paglesham.

Essex walk 1: The Broomway // Dicing with death

So, the launch of this blog has been met with a shower of praise, none more so than from the person who summed it up nicely by saying, “It’s a bit dull, isn’t it?” OK, that person was me, and who am I to argue with myself? So, in an effort to spice things up, this week’s blog seriously dices with death. Multiple deaths in fact, through various deathly means. Because last Sunday, on what turned out to be a particularly cold, grey and horribly windy day, I set off to hike Brit

Tim Brown

Mar 195 min read