This is a small detail from a photo I took on Market Street, Halifax almost sixty years ago. The main photo is a colourful mixture of social history and nostalgia. However interesting the old shops and ancient cars are, my eye is always drawn to the man walking along the street - a mere detail … Continue reading A Yorkshire Face

Photography always works best when its a two-stage process. Back in the old days you would take photos and then days or weeks later rediscover the images after the film was processed. These days, with digital images, it is often best to return to images months or years after they were taken. This picture was … Continue reading Looking Out On Edinburgh

My mother, Gladys, at the seaside over 90 years ago. A moment in time, but a moment that joins together a known history and a shared future. I’ve added a drop of colour, she’d have liked that.

“This will make a memorable picture” they probably all thought as the shutter shut. And it did: ninety years later people still look at it and think, what long legs he had!

The scene is still fairly easily recognisable for those who know Brighouse: the point where King Street become Commercial Street. The George is still going and most of the buildings on the top side of Commercial Street are the same. The shop blinds, the hand cart and the gas lights are long gone, but Brighouse … Continue reading Commercial Street, Brighouse

A chance photograph taken through the kitchen window in order to check to see if my Nikon B700 is still working. It is!

Some folks don’t take kindly to electricity pylons, accusing them of ruining what they believe to be “natural” landscapes. Up here, however, there’s nothing natural about these stone mined hills and mill smoked valleys. Pylons are welcome, any day.

A few years ago I went through a phase of buying glass plate negatives off eBay. It was a hit or miss pastime as a good proportion of the purchases would arrive in pieces. Luckily this particular image did not suffer that fate and therefore can provide us with an almost perfect phial of pure … Continue reading The Cyclists

Everyone should have an Uncle Harry in their family. He performed in seaside concert parties in the 1920s and at holiday caravan parks in the 1950s. He played the Working Men's Clubs, grew his hair fashionably long in the 1960s and wore platform shoes to make him look taller. He was frowned upon by the … Continue reading Uncle Harry