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The farmer sits on his cutter as it slices through the sweet-smelling hay crop that will keep his stock through the bitter Dales winter.

The view from the typically landscaped municipal park is enlivened by the attractive Central Library building of 1903, with its Baroque facade and conical roof crowned by a timber belt turret.

A Moore resident keeps a look out for a rare commercial barge making its leisurely way along the Bridgewater Canal.

The ladies of the town used to meet in Main Street at the Loft Café.

Tucked between Crummock Water and Buttermere lake, the village is set in imposing Lakeland scenery.

This town was once a shipbuilding centre and the chief port of Merioneth, with a large trade in flannel and knitted stockings. Today the Three Peaks Race starts here.

This is an idyllic scene, which belies the harshness of life in Cornish fishing villages in past times.

Thatched cottages line the main street, and the village stores on the right has signs in the window for Brooke Bond Tea, as well as Kodak and Ilford photographic stock.

A fair that used to be held every August (to mark St Peter's Day) lapsed during the Great War. The small dark shed on the left is in fact a 19th-century lock-up.

Situated about 50 yards below the ferry bridge, the riverside gardens, laid out in 1933, are still well-maintained and attractively stocked.

Bowler-hatted farmers go about their business in the centre of town around the Butter and Poultry Market Hall. A few cattle can be seen on the left.

Polkerris's heyday was in the 19th century, when the pilchard stocks still flourished. Today it is smaller than in the past and many of the cottages are holiday homes.

The lower buildings on the right were demolished during the building of the Great Central Railway in the late 1890s.

There is evidence that this headland was occupied during the Iron Age. It is thought that one or two stock-rearing families lived here, with banks and ditches across the neck of the promontory.

A family pose with their fine-looking pony by the village pond, or mere, at Hartington.

Winchcombe's main street has changed remarkably little in the past four decades. It remains a thriving thoroughfare of small shops that cater for the locals' needs to this day.

The summer of this year is on record as being suffocatingly hot, and this village, like most in Kent, suffered from a completely rainless June and July.

The garden at the Wakes in 1898 looks more formal than it must have done in Gilbert White's time, 150 years before.

On either side of the High Street, some of the former well-stocked shops have become estate agents, marketing the many bungalows and houses that were built for families who came year after year to enjoy

A lady in traditional dress poses with her pannier donkey in Higher Market Street, East Looe, outside the old 16th-century guildhall.

Frank Butcher`s newsagent and tobacconist shop at the north end of High Road has a well stocked window but alas has now been demolished, and the other shops have closed.

The post office at Cadnam certainly has plenty of stock and a variety of advertisements. A Calor Gas stockist, the shop also boasts Brooke Bond and Walls ice cream.

Garrigill is a typical North Pennine village, clustered defensively around its central green in which stock would be gathered in time of attack.

In the late 19th century, Melton Constable was an important railway junction with locomotive and rolling stock works; it was sometimes known as the Crewe of Norfolk.