Somewhere In Yorkshire

 

This is a new scan of a thirty-five year old negative of mine. Maybe it was the original shot, maybe it has decayed over time: whatever the reason it is grainy and discoloured. This, however, is what memories are like. I have no real idea where I was when I took it, and it could be anywhere in Yorkshire. There are rolling hills, stone walls, and wool stuck to the barbed wire. This, however, is what Yorkshire is like.