A family photograph from, probably, the summer of 1950. The small child is me, the head and shoulder belong to my brother, Roger, and the knees belong to my father, Albert. I suspect the photograph was taken at Bridlington, and I suspect that the North Sea was as cold then as it is now.
As I trawl my way through my old photographs, many of which were taken more than fifty years ago, I recognise many immediately and can even remember the walk I was on when I took them. Others, however, remain a mystery, and today's photographs are a perfect example of this. It is clearly an old … Continue reading A Bit Of A Mystery