One of the great delights of that stage in life known as retirement is that you can - within reason - do what you want and go where you want to. There does not need top be an objective to a journey nor a point to an activity. You can get on the first bus … Continue reading Halifax De Luxe
Accidental Beacons
This image is the result of two accidents 50 odd years apart. The first took place when I developed the film shortly after taking this photograph back in the 1960s - light must have got into the developing tank and the grass around this path on Beacon Hill, Halifax was bleached of its fifty shades … Continue reading Accidental Beacons
Seven Views Of Halifax
This card is yet another example of the popular “multi-view” cards that were produced during the early years of the twentieth century. Postcard publishers were fond of this approach, as it allowed them to republish existing images with the simple addition of a coat of arms or similar device. I think I have all seven … Continue reading Seven Views Of Halifax
2nd October 2023
The photograph is probably 100 years old. I have no idea who she is. She emerged from one of the half dozen large plastic boxes full of unwanted old photographs that stand in the corner of my room. She is beautiful. She is the 2nd of October 2023.
Trees
A photo of mine from the late 1960s, taken from Godley Branch Road looking down on Halifax. I suspect I incorporated the tree because such things were so rare up Beacon Hill in those days. You wouldn't be able to take a similar shot today - you can't see the town for the trees!
Floating In Bridlington
I took this photograph some 45 years ago in Bridlington. As I took it I seem to remember thinking "what do old people think about all day as they float, semi-comatose, towards the evening of their lives?" And now I know. They think "I took this photograph some 45 years ago in Bridlington ..."
Issy
Fifty-two or so years ago my then girlfriend (and soon to be wife) did some modelling for a local art group. One of the artists (Barbara Gordon-Cumming) was the mother of one of our oldest and closest friends. This is the painting she did: it still hangs with pride in our hallway - looking down … Continue reading Issy
A Study In Brown
It's impossible to deny her anything. If she wants half your bacon sandwich, she gets it. If she wants to walk in her direction rather than your direction, that's the way you go. If she wants the cover to lie on the settee, you sit on another chair and try to keep warm. It is, … Continue reading A Study In Brown
Technicolor Grey
I remember the sixties and seventies in monochrome. When I occasionally come across one of my colour photographs from those days, it somehow seems all wrong, like a Technicolor film on a bad day. Whilst the streets were grey and the skies were grey, the fish and chips - hot from the fryer -radiated colour.
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