Wednesday 24 August 2016

Moving with the Times.

Isn’t this a splendid old wall?


It formed one side of an alleyway in a small town called Stone, close to where I was living when I first took up photography. I suspect it might have housed a well known local brewery, famed for the excellence of its beer except during hot summers when it tasted like vinegar. It had ceased trading before I moved to the area and began my photography phase.

I haven’t been there for a long time, but I expect it’s gone now and been replaced with a swish apartment block or shopping precinct. It’s what usually happens to characterful old buildings with their peeling paint, shaling brickwork and glassless windows. And that, I suppose, is how it should be.

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