Washing On The Line

This has always been one of my favourite photos from the 1960s. When I put it on Facebook a few years ago, people helped me to work out where I must have been stood - Neville Street in Horley Green - when I took it. The washing makes the photo. It makes my think of … Continue reading Washing On The Line

Fading Into Vagueness

I can just about remember taking this photograph, which is not bad as it was more than half a century ago. I was standing at Stump Cross looking up Godley Lane towards Halifax. I can't remember why I took it, however, such detail fades into vagueness - just like the photo.

Dedicated To Uncle Frank

My Uncle Frank was one of my great heroes. He amassed numerous collections of ephemera, without rhyme, reason or even explanation. His collection of 1930s cigarette cards was memorable and his archive of 1940s bus tickets was nothing short of breathtaking. It is one of my ambitions to emulate him. Several years ago I built … Continue reading Dedicated To Uncle Frank

Photo-Bombers

Each generation of photographer must co-exist with annoying objects that photo-bomb their prize shots. These days it is plastic wheelie-bins and over-large cars, 100 years ago it was probably tram lines. Back in the 1960s it was TV aerials, although in retrospect, like these on New Bank, Halifax, they had a kind of sculptured grace.