Turn your back on the concrete blockhouses and you see something very different. The blue sea merges into the blue sky and black-masted boats crystallise where they meet.
The Last Chara To Dewsbury
Whenever you look at an old photograph of a familiar scene you become aware of content; the very scale and detail of what is going on. This is Brighouse in the early 1920s: there are shops, there are men waiting for the Black Bull to open and there is a charabanc waiting to trundle you … Continue reading The Last Chara To Dewsbury
10 From Spain : 1. Sunny Geometry
There is something about the new bits of Spain: it's all surfaces and straight lines. It is like they have been designed using just a handful of instruments from a child's geometry set - on the day the pair of compasses went missing.
10 From The Seaside 10 : To The Next Wave
Like the sea itself, closeness to the seaside comes in waves: childhood, parenthood and so on. That intimate knowledge of sand, plastic buckets and salty sea-spray can only be experienced through the eyes of the young. Here's to the next wave.
10 From The Seaside 9 : As Constant As Sea And Sand
Donkey On The Sand At St Annes (Photo By Frank Fieldhouse, 1941) The seaside has been a constant since the first day excursion train set out from the first industrial town on a bank holiday Monday. As constant as work and play, sea and sand. This photo features my auntie, Miriam Fieldhouse, during a wartime … Continue reading 10 From The Seaside 9 : As Constant As Sea And Sand
Majestic Grandeur In Concrete
Huddersfield Market Hall From Queensgate I must have walked passed the market hall numerous times without noticing it. When I did, I probably dismissed it as a concrete monstrosity. Yesterday, however, I saw it in a different light; grand, majestic even.
Ten From The Seaside 8 : Cleethorpes Palette
I didn't take all that many colour photographs back in the pre-digital days, but this is a rare one taken at Cleethorpes in the mid 1980s. Even with a colour film loaded, you didn't need an extensive palette in Cleethorpes.
Northern Capitals 15 : Veranda Gong
These days on the cruise ships, passengers assemble outside the restaurant doors like expectant gulls following a herring boat, waiting for the doors to be opened. Back in 1925 on our tour of the Northern capitals, things were much more stately: a smiling restaurant steward would bang a gong to summon the guests into the … Continue reading Northern Capitals 15 : Veranda Gong
No Stain On The Land
We've been taking Lucy up to Stainland Recreation Ground for her walks these last few weeks. It makes a change from the usual circuit of the Crematorium ("the circle of gloom", as Lucy likes to call it). You can look down on a green world from up there. It is Yorkshire at its best: a … Continue reading No Stain On The Land