Two impressions of Halifax. The first, as it appeared through my camera lens back in 1966. The second, as it appeared on my computer screen last night following some whisky-induced filtering. Both fit in with my memories of all those years ago.
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Excelsior Forgotten
This photo of my mother sat on my fathers' Excelsior motorbike dates, I think, from the 1940s. It was taken at our house on Southmere Dr...
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The Isle of Man still has a steam railway. It is not a pretend heritage line run by well-meaning volunteers, but a proper, functioning, ... -
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