Here we are, back again. And it wasn't Mablethorpe, but somewhere a little more sunny. Exotic beaches and tropical cocktails are all very well, but they can't hold a candle to the fifty shades of grey that you can find on a soot-coated wall of a Yorkshire mill. The Caribbean Sea may be azure blue and full of technicolour fish, but in this scan of one of my photos from fifty years ago, the Hebble Brook shines like silver and is full of masonry bricks and life. I can happily holiday in paradise, but I need to live in Halifax.
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| Hebble Book and Dean Clough, Halifax. AB Negative (c.1970) (A41) |
I'll leave you to bathe in the Hebble Brook (brrrrr), but I'll continue to bathe - as I have done today - in the warm tropical waters of the river that flows by my studio.
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