Happier days, when social distancing was all about getting your deck chair as near as possible to your loved ones. Times when faces weren’t covered, but head were. Eras when a tracking app was nothing more than a core left on a railway line.
Monthly Archives: June 2020
At some stage in the late 1960s, large sections of the bottom end of Halifax were demolished. These were the streets that ran from Market Street, down to the appropriately named Winding Road. They are etched into my youthful memory – longer, grander, greater than they undoubtedly were – but their names are largely lost to me. This is one such street. That is Halifax Town Hall in the background, and I have a feeling that it might by Gaol Lane, but I turn to my fellow Haligonians of a certain age for either confirmation or correction.