Regenerative Pastures

Enough of all this modern stuff, with seagulls screaming and tall ships leaving. It's back home and back in time, back forty or more years, back to a Halifax in transition. Carpets had gone but commerce hadn't arrived, the chimneys were smokeless, but the trees hadn't grown. Ponies grazed on regenerative pastures.

The Leaving Of Liverpool

It's not the leaving of Liverpool that grieves me,But the thought I might not be home in time for tea.

Seagull Landing

The building in the background is the rather magnificent former Birkenhead Town Hall. The bird in the foreground is a seagull who told me his name was Stanley. The photographer was simply a visitor to Birkenhead.

An Iconic Daffodil

When I was a little lad we would come to New Brighton on holiday. We would get the train to Liverpool and then take the Mersey ferry "across the water". Very often, that ferry would be the Royal Daffodil. It was a delight to see a later version of that iconic vessel moored in Canning … Continue reading An Iconic Daffodil