You’ve got to have a certain sense of humour to name a street “Paradise Street”. You might just get away with it with a row of mansions overlooking a sun-drenched beach in the Caribbean: but not a back street in Halifax. But who knows, a house to live in and a cobbled street to park … Continue reading Halfway To Paradise
Category: Scanned Negatives
The Wandering Lion Of Stoke
I must have taken this photograph fifty-odd years ago when I was living near Stoke-on-Trent. Even then I couldn’t resist passing a pub without taking a photograph, just in case it wasn't there the next time. In the case of the Red Lion, Stoke, it wasn’t. It had been demolished brick by brick, only to … Continue reading The Wandering Lion Of Stoke
Way Back When
This was taken way back when - when industry still clung to the hillsides of Halifax, when machine tools, along with carpets and toffees provided employment for the town, when the hillsides were treeless, and when washing was optimistically hung out to dry in the smokey breeze.
The Steps To The Station
Steps To The Station, 1982 : The last scan from this strip of negatives of Halifax from 40 years ago. The steps still exist but the lamp-post and the top wall have gone - and what remains isn't quite as soot-black as it was back then. Steps in the right direction, perhaps.
The Line-Out, Halifax 1982
I assume that this is the railway line out of Halifax heading towards the tunnel under Beacon Hill although I can't quite work out where I took it from. Could that possibly be where Discovery Road is now? 40 years on, I suspect the scene will be very different now.
The End Of The Road
When you get to the end of the road, there is an ingrained need in us all, to get in a rowing boat and go that little bit further.
Not A Deafening Noise
Another of my photos of the Halifax Charity Gala 56 years ago, to mark the day of the 2023 Gala. I'm not sure why the brass band back in 1967 chose to play outside the tent of the Halifax Deaf Association! Brass bands were one of the things I missed most during my deaf years.
Strip Of Six
The memories of photographers of a certain age tend to be organised in strips of six. We'd develop our films and cut them into strips for storage. So we jump from 1966 to 1967, and drop into the Halifax Charity Gala on Manor Heath to watch a little weightlifting.
Twenty-Six Chimneys
This is the last of the strip of six negatives from 1966. I took it from almost the same place as yesterdays, but I have moved my camera around a little. Even though this was Halifax in transition, I can still count 26 mill chimneys in the photograph - and that is not including Wainhouse … Continue reading Twenty-Six Chimneys
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