Thursday, July 25, 2024
Bus Station Dynasties
Tuesday, July 23, 2024
Not Seeing The Moores For The Trees
Monday, July 22, 2024
Sandstone Palaces
Saturday, July 20, 2024
After The Rain
Saturday, July 13, 2024
Daffodil On The Water
When I was young, back in the early 1950s, our family’s annual seaside holiday would alternate between Bridlington on the east coast and New Brighton on the west. On those years we headed west, our journey would involve a train to Liverpool and then a ferry across the Mersey to our seaside destination. Sorting through some old family papers I found this postcard of one of the Mersey ferries from that era, a postcard I probably bought on one of those journeys.
The ferry being “on the water”, it becomes a suitable contribution to this month’s Sepia Saturday theme – “On The Water”. Other Sepia Saturday posts can be found by following the link on the Sepia Saturday blog.
Tuesday, July 09, 2024
Tuesday, July 02, 2024
Special Delivery
For anyone devoted to wandering down the side streets of inconsequence, old picture postcards are an ideal mode of transport. You can spend many a happy hour trying to work out where the old photographs were taken from – where, for example, in Elland was this view taken from 110 years ago – and you can drop in on a century-old WhatsApp conversation. And, if you want even more, you can marvel at a time when postcards appear to have been delivered the day before they were written!
The Stealthy Hebble
The Hebble Brook stealths its way through Halifax, hidden where possible, breaking to the surface only occasionally to spit-wash the shadows of industry gone by.
Soul Ownership
I’ve never been convinced by the accusation that when you take someone’s photograph, you are stealing their soul; just because you possess a photo of someone doesn’t mean you can lay claim to their soul. Possessing the negative is a different thing entirely. Thanks to a recent purchase of an original 1940s negative on eBay, I can now announce that I possess the souls of not only President Roosevelt, but the actress Katherine Hepburn as well!
Saturday, June 29, 2024
Listed Time
A photograph from 1990 of the rather grand ornamental cast-iron clock tower at Greenock Customs House Quay at the mouth of the River Clyde. It's seen better days, but it's listed and about to be restored. And that's half the year gone: time seems to go so fast, and I've seen better days. I'm not listed.
Friday, June 28, 2024
The Law Of Decreasing Recognition
With a look pitched somewhere between haughty and flirtatious, this young woman posed before the camera of the Bingley photographer George Tillett more than a century ago. The resulting photograph will have been passed down family generations, subject to the sad laws of decreasing recognition, until it was sold off in a job lot of old photos at some jumble sale. Rescued and restored she becomes Miss Saturday the 29th June 2024.
Thursday, June 27, 2024
Memory Lane
Wednesday, June 26, 2024
Shear Luck
I took this photograph looking down Boys Lane in Halifax towards the historic Shears Inn some forty years ago. It would be interesting to know how much has changed in this part of the town over those four decades. As luck would have it I will be revisiting the Inn later today, so I will be able to report back. The sacrifices I have to make in the interests of fair reporting!
Scanning Nature
I am always being told that I should get out more and that it is unhealthy staying in my little room scanning old images. So today I went out and as I walked the dog down the road I picked a few random wild flowers. I quickly returned to the safety of my little room and scanned them.
Tuesday, May 21, 2024
Black Friar
For a time, during the late 1970s, I had a job leading parties of foreign visitors on tours of historic London pubs. One of my favourite stopping off points was the magnificent Art Nouveau Black Friar pub on Queen Victoria Street, which, back then, had only recently been saved from the threat of demolition. As jobs go, leading educational pub crawls was about as good as it gets.
Monday, May 20, 2024
Stone
Halifax does stone well. The railway viaduct could be part of a Roman amphitheatre, and the mill could be the business end of a Gothic cathedral. The wall could be an early stone version of Tetris, and the chimney part of a Gormley sculpture. And there, in the background, is the source of it all - one of the great stone hills of Yorkshire.
Stirling Scan
What better way to spend Sunday than to walk down King Street in Stirling. On the left are the offices of the Stirling Journal and on the right is the Golden Lion Hotel, and in the distance, the imposing Athenaeum building. The walk started ninety-odd years ago when someone took a photo of the scene, and finished yesterday when I got to scan the faded old print.
Happy Birthday
Making the love of my life the subject of my daily calendar on her birthday fulfils two important objectives. It reminds me not to forget her birthday, which, after more than half a century together, I'm still capable of doing. It also provides me with a birthday card I can print off and hand to her - I'm from Yorkshire, after all. Happy birthday my love.
Friday, May 17, 2024
Bus Stops
Thursday, May 16, 2024
Markets
Wednesday, May 15, 2024
Memory
Thursday, May 09, 2024
Multiverse
Some would suggest that we live in a multiverse in which parallel universes exist side by side. I have some sympathy with this theory because fifty years ago I moved from West Yorkshire to North Staffordshire. Here is a photograph I took at the time.
Wednesday, May 08, 2024
Albert And Rose
Commercial Street
From the mid nineteenth century onwards, every northern town worth its weight in brass had a Commercial Street. To these streets the new generation of drapers, bakers and umbrella makers were drawn. I took this photograph of Brighouse's Commercial Street over half a century ago. It was busy then and, I'm glad to say, it's still busy now.
Monday, April 22, 2024
Tunnel End
Weather Forecast
Here is the weather forecast for today .... and tomorrow, and the next day, and the day after that .....
Hastings Hats
Remembering Sheffield
Industrial Heights
Enoch & Betty
Uderpass Escape
They were a legacy of the 1960s, 70s and 80s, as redolent of the times as any pop anthem or cult movie. Underpasses were the pit shafts of their day - cold and heartless, an assault on common humanity, temples of a subterranean subculture.
Pigs Are Equal
Monday, April 15, 2024
A Lot Of Gas And Some Empty Chairs
You can decide which jet of nostalgia is turned on by this advert which I found in my copy of the 1931 Souvenir Book of the Historical Pageant of Bradford. Perhaps it is the vision of the perfect mother in her perfect lounge surrounded by her perfect children. Or maybe it is the time when you could say that gas was economical too, and keeps a straight, warm, face. For me it is the vague memory of each local authority having their own gas and electricity departments with show-rooms in the town or city centre.
My quest to find 1001 half decent photographs before I "clicked my shutter" finds me in Sheffield in 1980, walking through the park and discovering a strange geometric pattern created by empty seats in search of an audience.
Print Runs And Mucky Masters
Copies of my latest collection of social media posts have just arrived from the printers. Following the outstanding success of the last edition I have doubled the print run to 10 copies. The distribution model remains the same, however, a copy on my bookshelf, a copy for the grandkids and most of the rest will be deposited on the "free books" shelves at local supermarkets and pubs.
Who Needs People?
The distinctive shape of St John the Baptist's Church in Coley near Northowram. It's the isolation of the church that has always been its most distinguishing feature, it's almost as though it purposely shuns the company of houses and people. It's been a prominent local feature for over 500 years: who needs people?
The Parthenon Of Elland
It is the Parthenon of Elland. Every day, countless coaches deposit hordes of tourists eager to catch a glimpse of its classical lines. Souvenir shops crowd the surrounding narrow streets selling cheap plastic models of this iconic structure. it's a building dedicated to the gods of municipal pride and self-reliance. It is, of course, Elland Town Hall.
Friday, April 12, 2024
Kids And Drones
The photograph dates from 1948 and was taken outside our house in Great Horton, Bradford. My brother, Roger, is the one just below the letter box and I am not sure about the identity of the others. I was just about arriving in the world at the time the photo was taken. My question relates to the nature of change - what has changed in the intervening 75 years. Is it just the clothes and hairstyles that date it, or something more fundamental? Discuss.
Stone Faces And Stone Gods
Bus Station Dynasties
History is sometimes measured in dynasties - the Tudors or Stuarts, the Tangs or the Yans - but for most folk a more prosaic way of markin...
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