This photo of my mother sat on my fathers' Excelsior motorbike dates, I think, from the 1940s. It was taken at our house on Southmere Drive in Bradford, and I recognise that path and that fence, even though we moved away from Bradford in 1953 when I was just 5. The fence I remember well, … Continue reading Excelsior Forgotten
Month: January 2025
The Leaving Of Halifax
This is a recent "messed-about" version of a photo I originally took back in 1968, which features the railway line out of Halifax. My father worked in the factory on the left and for a time, I worked in the mill on the right. Around the time I took this photo I left Halifax for … Continue reading The Leaving Of Halifax
It’s Snowing In Andermatt
At last, the snow and ice are becoming a memory. The snow in today's photo is a memory from 100 years ago. I've no idea who these two are, but the photo is captioned "Andermatt, Switzerland". It's a joyous image - despite the snow.
Neon Memories
This is a photograph of George Square in Halifax, taken - as far as I can remember - in the mid 1960s. You don't get to see much, just a few neon signs and fuzzy shop windows, but you don't need to see much to spark a memory. This is Halifax's answer to Times Square … Continue reading Neon Memories
Arctic Coral
I managed to get out today for the first time in a week. It was only to the corner of the street, but even that short journey was treacherous. Since the snow fell a week ago, layer upon layer of ice has formed on top of it. Sunken footprints are fossilised in ice and arctic … Continue reading Arctic Coral
The Distracting Pole
This image is from a picture postcard of Halifax which dates back, I think, to the 1930s. I've tidied it up a bit and got rid a a distracting tram pole, which makes the scene much more attractive. It might, however, result in the tram having difficulty proceeding any further along Commercial Street!
A Different Picture
If you go to Sheffield these days, one of the most vibrant parts of the city is Kelham Island - an area awash with bars, restaurants, and modern apartments. If you go back 40 years, it was a different picture - as my picture shows.
Lost Composition
I like to think that I can remember where I took all my photographs, that there is some process linked to pressing a shutter release that attaches a geo-location to my brain. The best I can do with this one, however, is that it was somewhere in Ireland. I remember standing in the middle of … Continue reading Lost Composition
Copley Conversation
Extracts From A Conversation 60 Years Ago: Someone Else : "Why are you taking a photograph of Copley Bridge?" Me: "I don't know, perhaps it wont be there one day and it will be interesting to look back and see a picture of what it used to look like". SE: "Don't be silly!"
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