James Dyas Davidson:
Carcass
James Dyas Davidson:
She started every day looking out at the view from their bedroom.
James Dyas Davidson:
Skylight, children's bedroom.
James Dyas Davidson:
On the landing, Glenbuchat
James Dyas Davidson:
From the pantry window
James Dyas Davidson:
Part of their morning ritual.
James Dyas Davidson:
Glenbuchat, Aberdeenshire
James Dyas Davidson:
Left, cold and empty.
James Dyas Davidson:
Too far. Gone.
James Dyas Davidson:
Improvements but higher rents.
James Dyas Davidson:
The last goodbye.
James Dyas Davidson:
Everything is displaced, face it.
James Dyas Davidson:
He knew he'd run out of options. Their future was clearly marked out for them.
James Dyas Davidson:
She always said she heard voices behind the wall.
James Dyas Davidson:
Letters from relatives abroad gave them hope about their new life.
James Dyas Davidson:
His love of Magritte was too much for her.
James Dyas Davidson:
Her obsession with Tolkien only became apparent once they had left.
James Dyas Davidson:
Human movement, glacial movement.
James Dyas Davidson:
Tollafraick and Largue, Glenkindie
James Dyas Davidson:
Largue, Glenkindie Aberdeenshire
James Dyas Davidson:
Glenkindie sky
James Dyas Davidson:
Largue, Glenkindie
James Dyas Davidson:
Approaching Tollafraick, Glenkindie
James Dyas Davidson:
'Evicted to make way for sheep'
James Dyas Davidson:
The start of the decline.
James Dyas Davidson:
Belfast sink, Tollafraick Glenkindie
James Dyas Davidson:
Her baking was something he always looked forward to.
James Dyas Davidson:
Bedroom, Tollafraick Glenkindie
James Dyas Davidson:
Attractions of the big cities.
