I called in to see my good friends Arthur and Kathy at the weekend and they let me borrow this photograph which must have been taken about 1970 or 1971. It was taken at Clarion House near Nelson (which astonishingly still survives) which was at one time owned by the socialist Clarion Cycling Club. In the picture Arthur is on the extreme left (a place where he will be more than comfortable) and Kath is holding baby Linda next to the pram. The other little girl is their eldest daughter Tina. Issy and I are in the centre of the picture along with a portrait of, I think, Kier Hardie.
Monday, 30 June 2008
I have no idea who this is. It was in a collection of family photograph and, I guess, it dates back to the 1930s or 1940s. From the name of the photographer stamped on the back of the print it would appear that it was taken in Hove, Sussex. But who do I know who would have gone all the way down there on holiday?
Thursday, 26 June 2008
This is one side of the border or the other and to see the stone buildings you would automatically assume it was the Yorkshire side. But this is the wrong side of the border. One can only assume that it is the usual Lancashire brick dressed up as Yorkshire stone.
But what sheep usually do when you approach them with a camera is simply to turn around and walk away. I therefore have one of the finest collections of images of sheep's bottoms in the North of England. My archive is available for genuine and discerning collectors only.
The thing about sheep is that they have no knowledge of the Highway Code. Try and take their photograph and they are likely to walk out into the middle of the road without a care in the world and without a look to either the left or the right.
What did you do today Daddy? Well actually I drove up onto the moors to take some photographs of a celebrated soprano saxophonist, dressed as a sheep, against the background of a sheep warning sign!. The things you will do for the Marsden Jazz Festival.
Wednesday, 18 June 2008
Monday, 9 June 2008
Stickle Tarn is an unbelievable site. What is such a large body of water doing half-way up a mountain? I always thought that water left to its own devices would follow the demands of gravity. In the case of Stickle Tarn something has intervened - namely a rather large stone wall.