I must have taken the original photograph about thirty years ago, although this version of it dates from last night. It's a familiar scene: a mixture of concrete and stone, cast iron and barbed wire, chapels and mill chimneys, It's Halifax.
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The Keys To The Park
"Now Mr Mayor, I have to present you with the keys and possession of this park for the benefit of the inhabitants of this borough and its neighbourhood for ever. Right happy shall I be to find in years to come many a poor and tried but honest man, wandering here and enjoying the cool … Continue reading The Keys To The Park
O.D.E.O.N.
You can say what you like about the building: some say ugly, some say daring, Pevsner said "jumbled"! Now it is just a sad and boarded-up shell. But for me it will always be six-penny choc ices and the Saturday morning Cinema Club. 2, 4, 6, 8; who do we appreciate? O.D.E.O.N.
Faith Demolished
Another of my photographs of Rhodes Street, Halifax, taken - I think - in the early 1970s. The call for faith on the church notice board was clearly short-lived: the church was demolished shortly after the photograph was taken.
Rhodes Street, Halifax
I think this is Rhodes Street in Halifax, but it was 50 years ago and, like the emulsion on a sepia photograph, my memory fades. It's another era: a time once removed from the modern digital age of today.
And Bert Played The Piano
It's Wednesday 12th May 1937 and the entire country is celebrating - it's the coronation of King George VI and Queen Elizabeth. Whilst most eyes were focussed on the grand events in London and the other big cities, The Stage decided to look at the entertainments provided for the good folk of Halifax on that … Continue reading And Bert Played The Piano
The Swinging Sixties – On Godley Bridge
Most people of my generation can look back to the swinging sixties with memories of rock and roll plus or minus the usual accompaniments. It appears, however, that I spent the decade standing on top of Godley Bridge taking photographs of an ever-changing Halifax. Here's yet another from 1966.
Home
I'm home again. All that travelling is very nice: good for the soul and good for the spirit, but it isn't home. It isn't Yorkshire stone, Yorkshire mills and Yorkshire monuments. It isn't rain-rich trees and smoke-grained walls and folk that share a heritage. It isn't Halifax.
The First Tram In Space
1909 Postcard : Free School Lane, Halifax (AB Collection) This is another old view of a road I knew so well. I used to walk down from school and then take a short cut from Clover Hill Road to Well Head and then the Bus Station for the bus home. There won't have been tram … Continue reading The First Tram In Space
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