I have been cranking up the random news generator again, and today it has taken me back to the 6th August 1887, and a report in the pages of the Brighouse Echo which, once again, proves that there is little new happening in the world. It tells the case of a certain Sam Kellet, a … Continue reading Anti-Vaxxers Take To The Streets Of Wyke
Category: Old Halifax
If It Wasn’t For The Trees In-Between
This photograph must have been taken some time around 1972. Friends were visiting from "down south" and being shown Halifax - and where better to see it from than the top of Godley Bridge? Halifax was changing by then, new buildings were appearing on the skyline, and old mill chimneys were vanishing. My wife and … Continue reading If It Wasn’t For The Trees In-Between
On A Freshly Fallen Silent Shroud Of Snow
I have a feeling that this photograph was taken from a little further along Syke Lane, just outside Priestley Green. It was, however, 56 years ago, and it was in the middle of winter, and there was a freshly fallen silent shrewd of snow, so maybe I am imagining things. Now, it is a different … Continue reading On A Freshly Fallen Silent Shroud Of Snow
I Am Alone, Gazing From My Window To The Streets Below
My walk of 1964 has taken me into the centre of the lovely hamlet of Priestley Green, and, as always, my eye is drawn to the cottages that are known as "The Sisters". Nobody quite seems to know why they are thus called, although we do know that they were built in 1630 by Samuel … Continue reading I Am Alone, Gazing From My Window To The Streets Below
In A Deep And Dark December
So my walk - in a deep and dark December (or possibly, January, or maybe February) - back in the winter of 1964/65, took me passed Coley Church and then down Northedge Lane towards Priestley Green. I still occasionally go down this lane, although I am not sure I would chance it in the snow … Continue reading In A Deep And Dark December
A Winter’s Day
It is the winter of 1964/65. A Labour Government led by a youthful Harold Wilson has just been elected into power. Sir Stanley Matthews is about to play his last First Division game at the age of 50. The Kray twins have been arrested in the East End, Agatha Christie is still writing Miss Marple … Continue reading A Winter’s Day
Looking Old
When I go through my old negatives looking for dating evidence, I normally focus on things such as car types, tv aerials, or even dustbin designs. Sometimes, however, a scene just "looks" old, and that is the case with this photograph of the view looking towards Shibden Valley from Beacon Hill. In fact, it looks … Continue reading Looking Old
Malting Memories
One of my photographs from half a century ago taken, I think, from the appropriately named Gas Works Lane, in Elland. Many of the buildings, along with the gasometer, have now gone and the aroma of the maltings is just a distant memory.
Power To The People
Elland Power Station used to sit on the floor of the Calder Valley like a mucky residue, creating black shapes against a grey sky. It's been replaced now by a bright business park; all very clean and the slightest bit boring.
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