Just Three Generations

I remember asking my father about this photograph of his father - Enoch Burnett sat at the front of this group - and he said that it was taken at the time of the Second Boer War (1899-1902). Enoch was in a reserve group of volunteers and he never got further than a training camp … Continue reading Just Three Generations

Player’s Navy Cut In Half

Geologists retell the history of the earth by examining the way rock strata have been formed and changed over time. Archeologists investigate the story of mankind by digger through layers of human habitation. If you happen to live in Wibsey, you can examine the history of the Post Office as a building by looking at … Continue reading Player’s Navy Cut In Half

Architecture At Its Best

There was no need to place these two figures here - any old lump of concrete would have done. But they did, an in doing so they transformed an ordinary window into a work of art. Every day, for the best part of a century, people must have passed it by and felt a little … Continue reading Architecture At Its Best

Stained Glass Window

The churches and chapels of these parts are full of stained glass windows which, when the sun comes out, tell tales of spiritual devotions. These colourful glasses, found next to a Saltaire Antique Shop window, tell stranger tales of more earthly spirits and more potent therapies.

A Colourful Cheat

This lovely portrait was part of a collection of old family photographs passed on by a distant relation. I don’t know for certain who it is, but it is a truly stunning photograph. I’ve added a touch of colour, but I make no apologies if you think that is cheating. The real cheating was to … Continue reading A Colourful Cheat

Albert And The “Girl”

We are into the third week of my fathers’ diary from ninety years ago. At the time he was “courting” my mother, and on Saturday he went to see Gladys’s sister (Amy) marry Wilf. You might get somewhat suspicious as to his visit to the New Victoria on Monday with, or to see, “girl”, but … Continue reading Albert And The “Girl”

Fading Into Vagueness

I can just about remember taking this photograph, which is not bad as it was more than half a century ago. I was standing at Stump Cross looking up Godley Lane towards Halifax. I can't remember why I took it, however, such detail fades into vagueness - just like the photo.

Dedicated To Uncle Frank

My Uncle Frank was one of my great heroes. He amassed numerous collections of ephemera, without rhyme, reason or even explanation. His collection of 1930s cigarette cards was memorable and his archive of 1940s bus tickets was nothing short of breathtaking. It is one of my ambitions to emulate him. Several years ago I built … Continue reading Dedicated To Uncle Frank

Advertising Victory

This advert for Osram lamps is taken from one of my collection of old Picture Post magazines. If nothing else it illustrates the timeless desire of advertisers to jump on any passing bandwagon. No doubt there was a “At Waterloo, the Dukes’ wellington boots are made out of Dunlop rubber” slogan flying around in the … Continue reading Advertising Victory