The iconic “R” – the trademark of Ramsden’s Brewery – still graces many a pub window in the Halifax area. The setting sunlight illuminating its stained glass presence had an almost mystical significance for many acolytes of Old Tom and Stone Trough Ales. Ramsden’s Brewery and its beers are long gone, but the R still adorns many an inn and […]
The railway line out of Halifax, heading north-east, dodging around the mills and factories, plunging under Beacon Hill. It’s a line I took out of town a couple of years before I took this photograph in 1970, a line I have taken back into the town I will always call home on many subsequent occasions.
The perfect combination: my senses drink in the beauty of the Calder Valley at sunset as I enter the majestic Rock Tavern, Elland, to drink in a fine pint of Weaver’s Bitter.
This old paddle mechanism is on the route of the Halifax Arm of the Calder and Hebble Canal. The canal arm has been closed for over eighty years, but the paddle mechanism still rusts in the Yorkshire sun, waiting its turn.
A fly on the window and not on the wall. A tiny, moth-like fly, which turns out to be a miniature work of art: picked out against a Yorkshire sky.
There is something rather lovely about this old gravestone, standing snug against the sandstone walls of St Martin’s in Brighouse. Perhaps it’s the almost Pre-Raphaelite design, perhaps it is the challenge presented by the Roman numerals. It stands out not by its size or dominance of the graveyard, but by the fact that it hides its beauty and challenges you […]