Today, I was in Manchester.
So much of what I saw this afternoon was ordinary people, living their ordinary lives. I hope I’ve captured just a little that quintessentially British mood of ‘keep calm and carry on’.
Yet at the same time, so much was strange and seemed horribly out of place. The armed police; the touching tributes; the quiet, respectful mood in St Anne’s Square as people gave up their lunchtime queueing to lay flowers. Even the buskers seemed quieter, more peaceful, than usual.
One of the things I love most about photography is its ability to preserve a moment in time. I hope that I’ve done this moment justice.