I have no idea where some of the old prints in my collection come from. This particular picture, however, comes from Tatler’s Candid Camera Studio in Katoomba, New South Wales. I can also tell you that it features the unmistakable features of William O’Neill. How William got from […]
I took this photograph over fifty years ago at the Halifax Charity Gala. Even though it was the infamous “swinging sixties”; times were simpler then, and high-tech entertainment consisted of a hardboard bowing alley and some half drainpipes.
The British seaside: sea, sands, sky, fish and chips, ice cream, and seagulls.
My entry for this month’s “Most Boring Picture Postcard In the World” competition is this postcard from the “La France Touristique” series which features a car parked outside a house: all in stunning monochrome. According to the caption, it is a photograph of the town of Les Matelles, […]
I was in Lowestoft a couple of weeks ago and I probably walked past the studio where this portrait was taken 140 years ago. Like so many Victorian photographs, history seeps out of its sepia salts.
It was the early 1980s: a time when Arthur Scargill was King and the NUM believed it was invincible. I took this shot at a Yorkshire Miners’ Gala as preparations were being made for Arthur to speak.
All I have about this old negative from my collection is the hint of a caption which is “Back Street, Halifax”; and even this I suspect I invented 20 years after taking the picture. This makes it about as reliable as stories of Robin Hood written in the […]