The Times May Or May Not Be Changing (Depending On Where You Are Standing)

Back Yard

Continuing the unintended theme, we move from back street to back yard. I'm almost certain this particular back yard was in Sheffield, but I can't remember whose it was! No conceptual artist could have put together a collection of bins, fences and drainpipes with greater skill.

The Swinging Sixties – On Godley Bridge

Most people of my generation can look back to the swinging sixties with memories of rock and roll plus or minus the usual accompaniments. It appears, however, that I spent the decade standing on top of Godley Bridge taking photographs of an ever-changing Halifax. Here's yet another from 1966.

Colouring My Life

Kelvin Flats, Sheffield 1984 : Having just scanned this negative of mine from way back when I have this strange urge to get some coloured pencils and start colouring in the different shapes and patterns. I need some colour in my life.

Headscarves And Unwashed Spuds

I took this photo 50+ years ago. I never printed it, it somehow didn’t seem worth the paper. From a technical point of view, it hasn’t improved with time, but it has become more resonant. It speaks of the past - of headscarves and unwashed spuds.