The bridge which spanned the River Calder at the village of Copley, near Halifax, formed a solid memory from my youth. Often I would run over its' hefty stone spans on school cross country runs, whilst at other times I would stroll the route, pausing to watch the river flow by on its' way from … Continue reading Copley Bridge
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Faded Memories Of Elland
Two of my old photographs of Elland - taken in the 1970s - and a new interpretation which forms my daily desktop calendar image.
Southgate Memories
Memories tend not to be photographic: time smooths the edges, blurs the focus and calms the emotions. I must have taken the original black and white photograph of Southgate in Halifax around 1967. The new version - with a little help from Photoshop - is from last night.
Brighouse Lives On
What better way to start the new year than with a puzzle? I acquired this old picture postcard of Brighouse recently, and set about trying to identify where the original photograph must have been taken from. Some prominent landmarks such as the river and canal are hidden from the view, whilst others - such as … Continue reading Brighouse Lives On
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