I’ve always been attracted to this scene and I have photographed it a number of times over the years. These days it is the tamest of views, the mills, railway viaducts and steam have all gone. Back in the 1960s, however, it belched life along with smoke and soot and sweat.

Most of my old photos of Halifax tend to be looking down onto the town from the surrounding hilltops, providing the kind of view that we get from Google Earth and the like. When I abandoned the hilltops the results were layer after layer of chimneys, stacks and towers.