This is the children's merry-go-round outside Marks and Spencer's in Halifax. The rain was falling and the scene was sad, so I thought it could do with a little cheering up. Is it art, or is it AI kitsch? By the time I'd thought about it, the merry-go-round had gone round.
Tag: Halifax
Mill In Lee Mount
The caption I have for this photograph simply says "Mill In Lee Mount". The mill was obviously in a bad state when I took this photograph over 50 years ago, and I can't be certain whether or not it has survived to this day. The wonderful thing about social media, however, is that someone will … Continue reading Mill In Lee Mount
Old Lane (Again)
I know this is very similar to a photo I used last week, but it is a different photograph taken at a different time. It's not a surprise; some views just cry out to be photographed, and I have taken dozens of photos of Old Lane, Halifax over the years. As have many other photographers, … Continue reading Old Lane (Again)
A Taste Of Honey
I suppose there were days when the sun shone and the sky had an Axminster Blue tint, times when the leaves were still green and the stone slabs looked like honeyed layers. But I still see the 1970s and 80s as black and white and fifty shades of rain-washed grey. I didn't even have a … Continue reading A Taste Of Honey
The Shape Of History
The raw shape of this scene is not all that different now to what it was when this postcard was first published more than a hundred years ago. Most of these buildings in this corner of Halifax are still in place: there's more traffic these days, of course, and those elaborate tram poles are long … Continue reading The Shape Of History
The Church On The Hill
St Thomas's Church has stood out like some spiritual beacon looking down on industrial Halifax from the hilltop at Claremount since the 1860s. However, in the 1960s, it lost its spire, then its congregation, then its religious status and slowly began to fade behind the ever-spreading hillside woodland. My photo captured it about ten years … Continue reading The Church On The Hill
The Start Of The Parade
It was the start of the parade, down a cobbled street at the bottom of Halifax. Flanked by a car park of near vintage motors, backed by a hillside as bald as a Pennine coot, the wagons lined up ready for the annual Charity Gala parade. It was 1966, or maybe '67, or even '68. … Continue reading The Start Of The Parade
Concrete And Graphite
What is it about West Yorkshire that I miss when I'm away? It's not so much the hills and the valleys; other places have hills and valleys. It must be those palaces of industry, the mills, and the shapes they create. Throw in a concrete road and a graphite sky, and you get something that, … Continue reading Concrete And Graphite
Sunny Bunces
By the 1960s, all that was left of the once magnificent Sunny Vale Pleasure Gardens was a Go-Kart track, a rubbish-filled lake and a host of memories. There were two lakes - Victoria and Alexandra - and I am not sure which this one was. It is hard to imagine that this forgotten little valley, … Continue reading Sunny Bunces
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