Industrial Gravestones

If you walk the cobbled streets of Halifax and other Yorkshire towns, you are surrounded by industrial gravestones, memorials to an age now gone, inscribed with the familiar names - the Crossleys, Akroyds, Shaws, and Crowthers. Beware of nostalgia - these were rarely happy places; more often they were temples to muck, work, sweat and … Continue reading Industrial Gravestones

Familiar Randomness

After a couple of weeks of themed calendar images, it's good to be back on the more familiar grounds of randomness. This means not knowing where I am going with each day's image, but for today - and this photo I took fifty years ago - I'm not sure where I was when I got … Continue reading Familiar Randomness

A Harmless Hunter

Diana The Huntress is about to draw an arrow from her quiver and shoot a passing deer cantering along Park Road at the bottom of People's Park in Halifax. Those familiar with the statue today will note that she's lost a bit of her arm since I took this photograph 60 years ago. Please Note: … Continue reading A Harmless Hunter

Headscarves And Wicker Baskets

If you are familiar with Brighouse in West Yorkshire, you might recognise the scene depicted in this photo I took fifty-odd years ago. The flour silos are still there (although they are a climbing activity centre now) and so are some of the buildings at the bottom of Briggate. Many of the other buildings have … Continue reading Headscarves And Wicker Baskets

Mucky, Sooty, Power

I took this photo of Halifax Power Station some sixty years ago, and time, nostalgia and a dusting of Photoshop filters has given it an almost romantic patina. In truth, however, it wasn't all that romantic: it was mucky, sooty, dark and depressing. But still ...

No Complaints

You can complain about this if you want. You can say it isn't a real photo: it isn't; it's one of my old photos from 55 years ago that I've messed with. You can say they aren't the real colours: they aren't; the original was in black and white, but that wasn't real either. This … Continue reading No Complaints

Timeless Halifax

For most of my life, I have not been capable of walking down Shaw Lane or Boys Lane in Halifax without taking a photograph (or calling in The Shears for a pint, but that's another story). This particular photo dates from 1978, but it's almost the same as photos taken 10 years before or 40 … Continue reading Timeless Halifax

That’s Progress For You

I have a vague memory of taking this photo somewhere around Luddenden some 45 years ago. Back then, it would have been unthinkable that I could make up for my lack of record keeping by tracking down similar buildings using on-line street-view maps. But that's progress for you - and, if I'm right, the mill … Continue reading That’s Progress For You

And A Bit In Between

You could probably take a similar photo today of a bus crossing Burdock Way in Halifax, but there was something starker about the scene when I took this 45 years ago. In those days colour was for holidays and weddings and folk who had too much money. For the rest it was black and white … Continue reading And A Bit In Between