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.
Category: Scanned Negatives
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
A Moveable Pylon
You left me at the end of last week back in Halifax in 1966 walking up, what I think was, Bradford Old Road. I've tried to pinpoint the exact spot I took this from, but I think they have cheated and moved the electricity pylon! it's a grand view, however.
A Special Kind Of Joy
There is a special kind of joy in discovering old photographs. I took this photograph back in 1983, developed the film, but, as far as I know, never bothered printing it. It finally emerged from my scanner yesterday, brought to life following a 40 year gestation.
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