Bus stops are the punctuation marks of life, the points at which you pause, draw breath, and see what comes around the corner. It might be the bus you want, it might be a new direction in life. The bus stop in this case was at the top of Oxford Street in Crookesmoor, Sheffield. The … Continue reading Bus Stops
Category: South Yorkshire
Remembering Sheffield
Went to a reunion in Sheffield last night, full of folk sharing memories of forty-odd years ago. Here’s my memories - of coffee and cream buses, Kelvin Hall flats, and the sound and smell of industry filling the morning air.
Seated In The Sun
35/1001 : My quest to find 1001 half decent photographs before I "clicked my shutter" finds me in Sheffield in 1980, walking through the park and discovering a strange geometric pattern created by empty seats in search of an audience.
Stone Faced
This stone face looks out at people who enter St John the Baptist Church in Penistone. He, or could it be she, has seen so much: joy, sorrow, hopes, fears. Besieged by the Yorkshire wind and rain they remain watchful, perhaps waiting … but for what?
Back Yard, Sheffield, 1980
I took this photo in the back yard of our house in Sheffield 40+ years ago. It's sometimes said that Sheffield was built on 7 hills, but, in truth, it's more like 70. Most folk had hills in their back garden and washing banners flying from clothes prop flagpoles.
An Ingbirchworth Walk
A rare combination of blue skies and time to kill saw me take a walk around the lovely reservoir at Ingbirchworth - just over the border in South Yorkshire. I've always been slightly fascinated by Ingbirchworth, whose name always seems to me to have been formulated by a Committee. In fact, the meaning seems to … Continue reading An Ingbirchworth Walk
Prescience
I came across this whilst scanning some of my old negatives. I took it 40 years ago at the Yorkshire Miners' Gala parade in Doncaster. Given the events of the few years that followed, there is an element of prescience about the image.
WAITING FOR THE TRAIN
SHEFFIELD MIDLAND STATION (1983) Alan Burnett Another of my old photographs which I filed away into obscurity forty years ago, but return to now because I have nothing better to do. It is out of focus and blurred, but so are my memories. Don't ask me to say why I like it, I can't tell … Continue reading WAITING FOR THE TRAIN
Kites To Rotherham
Sheffield is built on hills and therefore back yards are often more like back cliff faces. This was the back yard of the house we lived in forty years ago: big enough for a dustbin and a pushbike. Washing hung like kites, getting ready to launch once a decent breeze got up, destined for the … Continue reading Kites To Rotherham
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