
I’m not sure what the official definition of a “back street” is, but this must get pretty close. It’s a street leading nowhere other than to the back end of a mill; it’s paved in stone cobbles polished by an endless acid drizzle; and it’s empty other than for a tired car. I think I took the original photograph in the Great Horton district of Bradford in the mid 1970s, but I can’t be sure – it’s all a very long time ago. Almost fifty years later it provides me with an opportunity to mess about, and a desktop calendar image.