I took this picture of Cleethorpes back in the 1980s. I've always had a bit of a love affair with the North Lincolnshire town; it's something about the way the land, the sea and the sky merge together. In any week celebrating the British seaside, Cleethorpes has to be included.
Category: Scanned Negatives
Bread Of Bridlington
Seaside holidays in my youth were spent at either Bridlington on the East Coast or New Brighton on the West. Bridlington was always my favourite: you could smell the fish and the candy floss and the chips. You could walk by the Sailors' Bethel, where they sang hymns to those in peril on the big … Continue reading Bread Of Bridlington
Wakes Week
I seem to have ended up with another mini-series this week, and it is all about the seaside. Most northern industrial towns would have a traditional "Wakes Week" about this time of the year, when the mills and factories would close down and the workers would head for the seaside. My Wakes Week starts with … Continue reading Wakes Week
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.
