Cobbles And Clotheslines

SCANNED NEGATIVES : COBBLES AND CLOTHESLINES Another of my photographs from fifty years ago. This was one of the many streets that climbed the hill to Claremount, Halifax. Streets of cobbles and clotheslines. Many of the tightly packed streets that climbed up New Bank were swept away when Burdock Way carved its way through Halifax. The houses had no gardens […]

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Back Home

Here we are, back again. And it wasn’t Mablethorpe, but somewhere a little more sunny. Exotic beaches and tropical cocktails are all very well, but they can’t hold a candle to the fifty shades of grey that you can find on a soot-coated wall of a Yorkshire mill. The Caribbean Sea may be azure blue and full of technicolour fish, […]

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