Just because I realised I chose a really boring introductory photograph to post here is one of my favourites. I call it "York Minster through a dirty window" (I'm good at naming things...).
I lived in york for a while around 2 or 3 years ago and had some of the worst and best times of my life there, I have to admit I don't like going back there very often for fear of bumping into old memories but York Minster is one of my very favourite places in the world. I love everything about it and once applied to be a tour guide there (they didn't like me much).
I remember as a young kid looking at a sculpture of an angel and reading the words "as Death, and behold we live" and being utterly fascinated. Maybe that started my weird religious Christian phase? Probably.