Memories Of Cliff House, San Francisco

I found this postcard amongst a job lot I bought on eBay, all of which were supposed to be of West Yorkshire. I am not complaining, however, the beauty of job lots is the surprises they throw up and the serendipity that brings them to your door. The building which is featured on this old … Continue reading Memories Of Cliff House, San Francisco

Walking Confidently Through The Twenties

Often, with an old image, it doesn't matter that you don't know the who, or the where or even the when. There is something about the image itself: a pleasure in simply looking at it - the shapes, the movement, the balance. This is one such photograph It occupies the front of a picture postcard, … Continue reading Walking Confidently Through The Twenties

Gone To Mablethorpe, Back Soon?

That's it! I've had enough of the grey skies and drizzle-caked streets of West Yorkshire for a while. It's time for a break: time for the sun, time for the sea, time for something different. So if nothing emerges from my various blogs and social media streams over the next couple of weeks, worry not. … Continue reading Gone To Mablethorpe, Back Soon?

Bradford Market

An old vintage postcard of Kirkgate Market, Bradford : a reminder of a beautiful building, now long gone.

Third Time Lucky In Brighouse Art Gallery

The thing about vintage picture postcards is that so often it is a trial of strength between the photograph on the front and the message on the back as to which can be the best source of historical interest. A perfect example is provided by a recent acquisition: a 1907 postcard of the Smith Art … Continue reading Third Time Lucky In Brighouse Art Gallery

And Quiet Flows The Don

An old faded postcard comes up as fresh as a sepia daisy following a good scanning. These days the church is surrounded by plate-glass and concrete buildings, but the Rover Don still flows quietly by.