I took this photograph a couple of days ago whilst walking in Greetland. It shows the view across some fields towards Wainhouse Tower and Crossley Heath school in the distance. It's a lovely sight, as fine a view as you could find anywhere in this land. What you can't see, however, is what I love … Continue reading The Valley In-Between
Year: 2020
I Know Where This Is
I know where this is. It's familiar. I feel as though I've walked down this road, wandered along this canal towpath. In truth, I must have - I took the photograph. It was 35 years ago, and therefore I can be forgiven for forgetting the grid reference or the street name. It left, however, an … Continue reading I Know Where This Is
Market Days
By chance, because my negatives are filed with the logic of a Trumpian tweet, another group of shots featuring Halifax Borough Market came to the top of the scanning pile. These are from the 1960s: the advent of decimalisation was a Godsend for picture daters. Pictures of the market always seem to be popular - … Continue reading Market Days
Just Waiting
Just waiting. Waiting for a passing breeze or a swinging foot. Waiting for the earth to move. Waiting for a new start. Just waiting.
Yorkshire Stone
Yorkshire stone: from a passing stone wall. Stone with a crust like burnt toast. Stone with an interior like a golden honeycomb. Priceless.
The Car
It was a must-have photograph back in those days. Every time we got a new car - and let's not fool ourselves, a "new car" meant a car new to us - there had to be a photograph of my father standing next to it or sat inside it. The photograph would need to show … Continue reading The Car
Footfall On The Flagstones
Halifax Borough Market in the 1970s: fresh-baked teacakes, brown paper bags full of fruit, slices of boiled ham. Crowds of people - constant footfall on the flagstones.
Black Brook, Green Fields
If you have to be locked down. If you have to be restricted to just one hour's exercise a day. Let it be Spring. Let the sun shine. Let the waters of the Black Brook flow through the green fields.
So Much Life, So Little Space
You never see this kind of look these days: today it's all smiles and Facebook filters. This little Victorian print is less than two inches by one, but it manages to pack so much life into such a confined space.
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