I took this photo 50+ years ago. I never printed it, it somehow didn’t seem worth the paper. From a technical point of view, it hasn’t improved with time, but it has become more resonant. It speaks of the past - of headscarves and unwashed spuds.
Someone told me the other evening that I was responsible for them looking up whenever they walked around Halifax. As long as one keeps half ...
I have a photo of my mother coming out of the store wearing scarfs. Sometime early 1960s.
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