I suspect that I took this photograph in Bridlington: it has a feel of Bridlington to it, a taste of Bridlington. The fish and chip shops almost lean towards the fishing boats in the harbour in some kind of mutually admiring architectural swoon. The single anonymous subject looking directly at the camera provides a sliver of human interest amongst a phalanx of figures busy doing something else. But looking back at it from the perspective of 30 years, it is the lines that most attract me: the litter sign-post, the fishing rod and that strange angled shape - a thigh perhaps - at the bottom right of the shot.
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Annie Burnett And The Dead Fox Marker
This is a photograph of my Auntie Annie - Annie Elizabeth Burnett who, in October 1933, became Annie Moore. My guess is that this particular...

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Y ou can spend too long sat inside reading old newspapers and cataloguing old postcards. There comes a time in the affairs of man when he s...
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The Lad is back. He had been skiing in France and got stuck for a time when the ports of Calais and Dover were closed by the snow and cold....
The fishing rod has a cork handle, as opposed to a fork handle....
ReplyDeleteI like the fact that the few women you see walking in the back ground seem to be wearing outfits from the 40's.
ReplyDeleteHmmm ! I can almost smell them. Could just go a serving of fish and chips from Brid !
ReplyDeleteI wonder what happened to that handsome fellow. I enjoyed this photo Alan, now pass the fish and chips:)
ReplyDeleteIt looks a busy , happy place but too crowded for me. A neat shot though telling a good story.
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