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Win a 70x50cm Fine Art Mounted Print!

With immediate effect and until 11.59pm on 30th April 2017 everyone purchasing one of my Norfolk Charity Calendars will go into a draw to win a 70x50cm Mounted Fine Art Print.  The 70x50cm size includes the mount, and this is a standard frame size.

So, not only will buying a calendar raise money for a charity or not for profit organisation, but it could win your the print.  The current online price of £9.99 inc UK P&P is also a price that will not be lower at any point in 2017.

During the period of this offer the donation per calendar sold by me to charity will also increase from £2 per sold to £3 per sold.

Each calendar purchased gives you an entry into the draw, so one bought is one entry, three bought is 3 and so on.  Everyone who has already ordered the 2018 range from the website is automatically included in the draw, but you could of course increase your chances by ordering more.  all names will be added to a spreadsheet, randomly mixed up and then a number will be chosen via a random number generator, and this will be videoed in early May 2017

To order your calendar from the choices below, simply visit


For those companies who order branded 2018 Corporate Calendars you will receive one entry for every two calendars ordered e.g. 50 ordered gives you 25 entries

I was originally going to offer a particular pre selected image for the prize, but have decided that the winner will be able to choose which one they want from the gallery of images on


Thanks and good luck!



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Winter in Norfolk

What could be more beautiful than a wide summer sunset over the North Norfolk coast, or a gorgeously lush canopy of green against a deep blue sky?

Answer: the stark silhouette of a battered tree against a backdrop of snow. The naked branches, sharp and rigid, tear into the soft white sky. The line between ground and sky undulates in long waves of silence, its soft subtlety belying the harshness of winter.

Another answer: empty beach huts standing in a row, wearing caps of snow. They are frozen in time, staring blindly out to sea … waiting. Behind them, a muted sky shows off its many shades of soft grey.

Another answer: a moment when everyone is happy. Adults abandon themselves to the joys of snow, and children melt into a rare freedom. Even from a distance, the energy is almost tangible. A bench stands empty; there’s a pink glow in the west, but nobody wants to go home.

High tide on a windy winter day on the North Norfolk coast – you can’t beat it! ‘Dodging the spray’ (an inaccurately named game) provides tonnes of fun for everyone. The waves are hurling themselves over the promenade, and the idea of the game is to run along the prom, avoiding a complete soaking. However, there’s no fun in avoidance, so the game’s a short one. Bright-eyed, shivering and spitting brine, everyone plods off home to get warm and dry.

On a cold, clear morning, fields of ploughed earth are iced with sparkling frost, and electricity pylons stand guard over the dormant beds of future crops. In towns and villages, Christmas lights dangle prettily. But there are times when they’re hurled about by a gale, thrashing the air like trapped fireflies, fighting against their tethers.

In Norfolk, the average temperature during the winter months (December, January and February) is between 1º C and 8º C. On average, 32 days of those three months are rainy days. So a run-of-the-mill Norfolk winter is mild and wet. What is there to get excited about?

Answer: an endless black sky eating up the sea. It suffocates the world with its sickening movement, the deep black holes swallowing the light. The sea scrambles onto the beach, only to slide back towards the sky – over and over again in a steady rhythm.

Another answer: a winter sunset over the Broads. The black water is full of dark clouds, their pink highlights floating to the surface. A tree burns angry yellow on the bank; above it, wisps of dark cloud hang like smoke. A windmill reaches for the sky in imperious silhouette – but its time is gone.

Paul Macro Photography captures the beauty of winter, creating from one moment a treasure that lasts forever. What could be better than that?

Answer: nothing