It's a lifetime and a half ago; a different time and a different place. I'm a tutor taking a group of Doncaster mature students on a visit to Westminster. We pause and I take the obligatory photograph. It is 10.42am. It's a lifetime and a half ago.
Towards the end of the 19th century, most towns would have at least one professional photographer's studio. It was a time when ordinary ...
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