I remember taking this photograph a few years ago. At first, I had a bit of a bad feeling about it. As I entered the very long, very dark and very deserted old walkway under the railway line at the bottom end of Halifax, there was a young bloke in a hoody walking a very cross looking dog approaching behind me. The sensible reaction would have been to surreptitiously quicken my step and head for the safety of broad daylight. However, the shot looking out of the old stone viaduct was a good one and I knew if I waited a little and repressed my desire to run away, it would be even better. I paused to let the young man and his dog pass. In fact, he was charming. He wished me good morning and the dog wagged its tail. And then he walked on. And I took the picture. And I had a bit of a good feeling about it.
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