There is something slightly hazy about this old scanned negative. Something slightly hazy about the four pensioners. They were sat in Eastbourne, a town which is often referred to as “God’s Waiting Room” because of the preponderance of pensioners. I wonder if they are still sat there now, a third of a century later.
I saw this advert in the Huddersfield Examiner and it seems like a bit of a bargain to me. Whilst the bottled Pale Ale seems to be selling at 4/- a pint (that is four shillings or 20p to those who are too young to be reading this blog), the cask conditioned India Pale Ale is selling at 1/10 per gallon (that is one shilling and ten pence or …..err ….. well not very much). Now I have just wasted a half hour of my time this evening (that is 30 minutes in new time) taking a load of beer bottles to the bottle bank. I would have been far better buying a few gallon of Seth Senior’s IPA and decanting it into my empty bottles. What a shame that the newspaper is a little out of date. From the same old newspaper I find a short article detailing the progress of patients in the Huddersfield Sanatorium For Infectious Diseases. Back in the days before telephones were widespread and when private cars were a rarity, it was a problem checking on the progress of a relative confined to the Fever Hospital. The printing of brief prognoses followed by a list of individual patient numbers was quite a clever way of informing those who needed to know whilst preserving an element of patient confidentiality. This system of bulletins published in local newspapers continued well into the second half of the twentieth […]
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My eighth found dollop of history (50 pence from the second hand shop) features a 1917 vintage postcard from Dover. Most vintage postcards date from the first decade of the twentieth century – the age of the postcard collecting boom when hundreds of thousands of cards were sent, received, and carefully added to postcard albums. Many cards were still sent […]
One of the great delights of digital photography is not simply that you can capture a moment in time but the details of the capture are recorded forever, carved in digital stone, etched in acidic metadata. This photograph was taken by me at 15.58 on the 13th April 2005 in Budapest. Ten years on, is this girl still sending postcards […]