To mess, or not to mess, that is the question. Whichever one you choose, it shows the railway viaduct, part of the Bailey Hall factory of Mackintosh’s, and a mill chimney (Clark Bridge Mills, perhaps) with a relatively bare Beacon Hill filling in the gaps between the blackened stone. It is Halifax, of course, and I have guessed the date as being 1974, but you might want to allow me a margin of error of plus or minus five years on that. As soon as I saw this image amongst my old negative archives, I couldn’t get Ewen McColl’s song, Dirty Old Town, out of my mind. I used to meet my love by the gas works wall down there. And there is many an occasion I have seen a train set the night on fire as it has crossed that viaduct.
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