I have a feeling that this photograph was taken from a little further along Syke Lane, just outside Priestley Green. It was, however, 56 years ago, and it was in the middle of winter, and there was a freshly fallen silent shrewd of snow, so maybe I am imagining things. Now, it is a different … Continue reading On A Freshly Fallen Silent Shroud Of Snow
Month: July 2020
I Am Alone, Gazing From My Window To The Streets Below
My walk of 1964 has taken me into the centre of the lovely hamlet of Priestley Green, and, as always, my eye is drawn to the cottages that are known as "The Sisters". Nobody quite seems to know why they are thus called, although we do know that they were built in 1630 by Samuel … Continue reading I Am Alone, Gazing From My Window To The Streets Below
In A Deep And Dark December
So my walk - in a deep and dark December (or possibly, January, or maybe February) - back in the winter of 1964/65, took me passed Coley Church and then down Northedge Lane towards Priestley Green. I still occasionally go down this lane, although I am not sure I would chance it in the snow … Continue reading In A Deep And Dark December
Bay Watch
Having identified a direction of travel with this sequence of negatives featuring Sheffield in the early 1980s, it should be relatively simple to work out where I was when I took this photo. I've even managed to incorporate a road sign, just in case my memory might need some navigational help forty years down the … Continue reading Bay Watch
Having A Great Time In Margate
This is a joyous photo. I have no idea who the people are, but they are striding away from the Marine Bathing Pavilion in Margate. At a guess, we are in the late 1920s, although, again, I can't be sure about that. What we can be certain about, however, is that they are having a … Continue reading Having A Great Time In Margate
A Winter’s Day
It is the winter of 1964/65. A Labour Government led by a youthful Harold Wilson has just been elected into power. Sir Stanley Matthews is about to play his last First Division game at the age of 50. The Kray twins have been arrested in the East End, Agatha Christie is still writing Miss Marple … Continue reading A Winter’s Day
Lines
There are enough prominent buildings in the background of this photograph of Sheffield in the 1980s to enable a form of visual triangulation to be used to pin down its location. The problem would be stopping for long enough to set up your theodolite - even in a black and white photo, those look like … Continue reading Lines
A Grainy Memory
Another week, another strip of old negatives to scan and rediscover. And these six take me to another city and another decade, as we find ourselves in Sheffield in the 1980s. I was no longer a young man when I took these photographs, and to me, it seems like only yesterday; but a quick calculation … Continue reading A Grainy Memory
Looking Old
When I go through my old negatives looking for dating evidence, I normally focus on things such as car types, tv aerials, or even dustbin designs. Sometimes, however, a scene just "looks" old, and that is the case with this photograph of the view looking towards Shibden Valley from Beacon Hill. In fact, it looks … Continue reading Looking Old
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