Wednesday, 25 May 2016

1455 : The River Calder Says Boo


The River Calder as it gently glides through Elland, for all the world looking as though it wouldn't say boo to a passing goose. But just six months ago the water poured down from the tops, the river broke its bank and overflowed into the canal which keeps the river company as it travels down the Calder Valley. Whilst the river bridge is used to occasional attacks from the fast flowing river, the canal bridge isn't. Boats broke free of their moorings adding to pressure on the two hundred year old canal bridge. The damage was fatal and the bridge is currently being demolished and rebuilt. Not bad for a nervous little river.

Tuesday, 24 May 2016

1454 : On Being Bitten By A Lion In A Wet Bed


Dandelions - wonderful things. The name comes from the French dent-de-lion meaning lion's tooth which was a reference to the seated leaves. You can eat both the leaves and the flowers seemingly, although I plan to avoid it after learning than the English folk name for them is piss-a-bed!

Monday, 23 May 2016

1453 : The Best Of Britannia


I was out walking in Elland earlier today, getting my cameras ready for my holidays. This photograph was taken from Northgate, looking towards Britannia House and the seated figure of Britannia sat atop of the old Halifax and Huddersfield Bank Company building. I must have taken this same photograph a dozen times over the space of fifty years, but I have a feeling that this might be the best of the bunch.

Friday, 20 May 2016

1452 : Something Grainy


There is something grainy about this photograph of Halifax I took about forty-five years ago - which is rather appropriate as there was something grainy about Halifax forty-five years ago. The late sixties were a time of transformation: the cast iron North Bridge was about to give way to the concrete overpass and the mill chimneys were about to cease smoking. The land was being cleared for what was to become Burdock Way and some of these sepia mills had vanished by the time the negatives were printed.

Tuesday, 17 May 2016

1451 : Parallel Lines Of Brick And Concrete


This is a photograph I took in the 1980s when we were living in Sheffield. If you were going to draw this scene all you would need is a decent pencil and ruler. It is all angles, lines, triangles and parallel lines of brick and concrete. There is, of course, the hillside which diverges from the straight and narrow - but Crookes was always a bit special.

Sunday, 15 May 2016

1450 : Plan B for Boating Lake


I am not sure where this boating lake is. The rest of the photographs on the negative strip were taken in London, so it may be somewhere in the capital. A few years before it was taken my job involved planning for the evacuation of London schoolchildren in the event of tidal flooding of the River Thames. I seem to recall that schools were put in contact with local parks that had boating lakes and rowing boats - just in case. Thank goodness for the Thames Barrier is all I can say.

Saturday, 14 May 2016

1449 : Falling Victim To Pier Pressure

Skegness Pier once proudly stepped out into the bracing waves of the North Sea, but in January 1978 a storm washed away sections of the pier leaving the old pier-end theatre in glorious isolation. A couple of years after this photograph was taken this isolated section of pier was finally demolished.

Friday, 13 May 2016

1448 : A Strip Of Sepia Pleasure

A narrow strip, between sepia sands and sepia sky, dedicated to pleasure, donkeys and ice cream.

Monday, 9 May 2016

1447 : Lucy In The Woods With Bluebells



"Follow her down to a bridge by a fountain
Where rocking horse people eat marshmallow pies
Everyone smiles as you drift past the flowers
That grow so incredibly high"

Sunday, 8 May 2016

1446 : Filling The Crypt With Sound



What a fabulous night at "Jazz At The Keys" in Huddersfield last night. The Stuart McCallum Trio filled the old crypt with a sound that seemed to take over your mind, expelling everyday thoughts, and making you want to rejoice for the fact that you had ears to hear (or in my case a cochlear implant!). A night to remember for a long time.