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.

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.

Memory Lane

Yesterday I went in search of the day before. In some ways it was unchanged: the cobbles, the chimneys, the stone-thick mill walls. In other ways there have been changes: fine craft replacing hard graft, variety replacing dull monotony. The Shears Inn remains – historic and magnificent, and the beer is so much better than it was 40 years ago.

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.