For the best part of a decade this was the final part of my journey home from work in Doncaster. Train from Donny, race across town, then bus up to Crookes. They may have been dark days, but there was always a warmth about Sheffield that I'll never forget.
Author: Alan Burnett
French Volunteer
Sometimes I search for images for my daily desktop calendar, other times memories pop their heads up out of my archives and volunteer themselves. I took this photograph 51 years ago in Paris when we were on our honeymoon. And what a strange honeymoon it was - but that is a different story!
A Hint Of Hope
I don't think my original photo had any colour in it, so I must have added a touch at some point over the last 48 years. Not so much a touch, more a hint - a hint that has been largely ignored by the scene itself.
Winging It
I seem to remember that this photograph - which shows my father, me in his arms, and my brother Roger - appeared in the Yorkshire Post around 1951. We were at Yeadon Airport visiting a display of fighter planes that had recently seen service in the Second World War. I'm still not sure how we … Continue reading Winging It
A Familiar Pint
I've always enjoyed taking photos of pubs almost as much as drinking in them. This picture of Halifax's Ring O'Bells, next to Halifax Minster, was taken over 50 years ago. Much has changed over the last half century, but it is still just about recognisable.
Selfie
Back in the days when cameras were great chunks of metal filled with film, and photographers and their phones were anything but smart, the only way of achieving a selfie was to stand in front of a mirror and hope for the best. This was me, 52 years ago.
Humph
I took this photograph of the late, great Humphrey Lyttelton when he and his band played at the Marsden Jazz Festival in 2006. I also got the chance to talk to him briefly - what a wonderful man he was.
Annie In The Garden
A photo probably taken in the 1940s of my Aunty Annie in the garden of her house on Carbottom Lane, Bradford. I can just about remember visiting the house and marvelling at the rather grand stone fireplace that they had installed in the front room.
Quebec Street, Elland
One of two photographs I took of Quebec Street in Elland in the early 1980s. The street seems empty of people and almost empty of cars but full of atmosphere.
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