Year: 2020

If It Wasn’t For The Trees In-Between

This photograph must have been taken some time around 1972. Friends were visiting from "down south" and being shown Halifax - and where better to see it from than the top of Godley Bridge? Halifax was changing by then, new buildings were appearing on the skyline, and old mill chimneys were vanishing. My wife and … Continue reading If It Wasn’t For The Trees In-Between

I Am A Rock, I Am An Island

The last two frames of the strip of negatives from the winter of 1964/65 reveal how I can be so sure of both the date and the place. They show the destination of my walk, which was to my brothers' new house in East Street, Lightcliffe. I may be neither a rock, nor an island … Continue reading I Am A Rock, I Am An Island

Snow In Sheffield (1982)

Crookes Valley Park Crookes Valley Park Crookes Valley Park Crookes Valley Park Oxford Street Crookes Valley Road Six photographs from the early 1980s when we were living in Sheffield. The first four were taken in a snow-covered Crookes Valley Park. The fifth shows the top of Oxford Street and the house we were living in … Continue reading Snow In Sheffield (1982)

The Demo

A short strip of four negatives that must date from the 1960s. More than likely it was 1968: that was the year of demonstrations, and that was the year I must have caught a coach to London, slogan at the ready and camera in hand. I can vaguely remember the crowds, the excitement, and the … Continue reading The Demo

Mirth And Enjoyment

Entrance to the Grand Pier at Weston-Super-Mare (Frank Fieldhouse and Miriam Burnett) (F1c) The entrance to the Grand Pier at Weston-Super-Mare in England. The photo dates from the mid 1930s, and the couple standing in front of the "Mirth" sign are my Uncle and Aunt, Frank and Miriam Fieldhouse. The miserable chap who is the … Continue reading Mirth And Enjoyment

On A Freshly Fallen Silent Shroud Of Snow

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

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