Category: Scanned Negatives

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 ...

This Frame

It's back in the 1980s, and I'm walking along a canal towpath somewhere in South Yorkshire. The bridge creates a monumental frame for a picture of social and economic change. A man looks down, puzzled by someone wanting to capture such a scene. Film was expensive back in those times, but I don't think this … Continue reading This Frame

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

Seaside Drive

It's holiday time. It's time for the seaside. I'll try to remember to send you a postcard.

Movement On Parade

These days, any semi-smart phone would take a perfectly sharp, full-coloured photograph, but fifty-odd years ago in the parade ring at Sandown Park racecourse, the shutter speed was too slow and the colours were too grey. There is movement there, however, and a rainbow's worth of atmosphere.

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

Gog Hill

A photograph of the delightfully named Gog Hill in Elland from 45 years ago. Even then, it was a shadow of its former self, cleared of the layer after layer of houses that used to cling to this hillside. Generations of my wife's family had lived on or around Gog Hill, their stories woven into … Continue reading Gog Hill