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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. … Continue reading A Dozen Dollops Of History 8 : Maudie’s Better For The Rest

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 … Continue reading Etched In Acidic Metadata

Two images from a scan of 35mm black and white negatives that I took some time in the early 1980s. The location is the south coast of England, I suspect somewhere near Eastbourne. Isobel did a short locus at the hospital there whilst still a medical student and we stayed down there together at the … Continue reading With Judge Judy In Eastbourne

The problem with scanning old slides is that they usually have acquired a layer of dust thick enough to protect them from a moderate arctic breeze. You can carefully airbrush the dust specks out, but on the whole, life is too short. Better to leave them in place - it's what Georges Seurat did after … Continue reading With Georges Seurat At The Bull Ring

It was the great French photographer, Henri Cartier-Bresson, that described photography in terms of the "decisive moment": the ability of the camera (especially of the new lightweight cameras of the 1930s and 40s) to capture a precise moment in time and demonstrate that, in one way or another, all moments are decisive. I know that … Continue reading A Decisive Moment Outside The British Museum

Can there be a sadder sight in all the world than that of a derelict pub? Fallen statues of fallen leaders I can take. Crumbling abbeys amidst pastoral settings can have a special beauty all of their own. Demolished hovels giving way to new houses can give you hope for the future. But a derelict … Continue reading No Sadder Sight Than A Derelict Pub

What are you going to be getting up to this evening? I don't know about you but I might phone up The Lad in Sheffield and see what type of weekend he has had, FaceTime my mate Denis in Spain, fire a few e-mails off to friends near and far, check-out a few of my … Continue reading Lighting A Fire Under The Bath Water Of Technological History