Market Forces

MARKET FORCES : The hidden hand of competition that brings together buyers and sellers of bacon, beef and free range eggs under the cast-iron canopy of Victorian elegance. That was Halifax Borough Market fifty years ago.

Back Street In Elland

There is something typically Yorkshire about cobbled back streets. Strong, functional, individualistic: taking you from A to B without any fuss, and even less fancy. I took this particular photograph in Elland back in the 1970s - back in pre-wheelie-bin days.

Messing About With Elland

With little to do last night other than watch the snow settle, I started messing about with Elland (and why shouldn't I, most people have over recent years). In my case, Elland was in the form of a short strip of negatives from sometime in the 1980s. The three scenes were all familiar subjects to … Continue reading Messing About With Elland

Making The Best

Not all photographs are good photographs. These days we get instant results from our digital cameras and smartphones, and those that are out of focus, under-exposed or decapitating the heads of relatives, can be instantly deleted. Back in the Film Age, however, the seasons could change between the shutter clicking and the prints arriving. This … Continue reading Making The Best

Making Choices On A Rainy Morning

It's raining and I'm supposed to be rearranging the deckchairs in my Titanic study. This entails moving piles of papers and old photographs from one plastic box to another and finding more floorspace to accommodate even more plastic boxes. As an exercise this is up there with paint drying, and therefore I waste a ridiculous … Continue reading Making Choices On A Rainy Morning

Memories And Old Negatives

More photographs from Halifax Charity Gala taken in the mid 1960s. At the time, I was hoping to get a job as a photographer for the local newspaper, and therefore I was attending all the local fetes and galas, getting some practice in. I did eventually get the job confirmed, but then changes to the … Continue reading Memories And Old Negatives

A Prize Shot

This is from a strip of six negatives from the mid 1960s. The photographs were taken, as far as I can remember, at the Halifax Gala in Manor Heath. I may have featured some of these photographs before, I can't remember, but they are probably worth a second outing. The first of the six photographs … Continue reading A Prize Shot

Home 10 : The Abattoir And Cart

We hear a lot these days about the changing nature of town and city centres, but the centre of gravity of our conurbations has never been static. I took this photograph over fifty years ago from the waste land at the bottom of Woolshops in Halifax. Widespread demolition had already swept through the narrow streets, … Continue reading Home 10 : The Abattoir And Cart

Home 9 : My Halifax

This is a photograph I took 55 years ago, looking over Halifax from - I think - Bradford Old Road. This is not just Halifax, this is my youth. Part the smoke fuelled clouds and you can see my school, the streets I walked down, and the parks I played in. Walk up the hill … Continue reading Home 9 : My Halifax