Neil
Western Thunderer
Most years my daughter gives me a Waterstones voucher for Christmas. This years hung about in my wallet until yesterday when I found this utterly brilliant book in their York branch.
Many of you will know that I have more than a bit of a thing for the end of steam in the scruffier parts of the Lancashire Yorkshire border. This book though featuring a few railway related shots really is about the landscape and the people. In many ways this makes it more valuable, as books with a focus on the railways are relatively common, the world outside the boundaries far less so. It spans the early sixties to the mid seventies, geographically it covers the black country (as a Yorkshireman the notion of Brum being in the north amuses me) up to Hartlepool and on to Glasgow. The book starts in monochrome and evolves into colour, both disciplines offer utterly gorgeous images which transport me back to childhood. Just to give a flavour here are a couple of samples from within its pages.
If you're a middle aged bloke from the north I fail to see why you wouldn't love it instantly. I have a suspicion that even southern jessies will fall under its spell. Best twenty quid I've spent in a long while.
Many of you will know that I have more than a bit of a thing for the end of steam in the scruffier parts of the Lancashire Yorkshire border. This book though featuring a few railway related shots really is about the landscape and the people. In many ways this makes it more valuable, as books with a focus on the railways are relatively common, the world outside the boundaries far less so. It spans the early sixties to the mid seventies, geographically it covers the black country (as a Yorkshireman the notion of Brum being in the north amuses me) up to Hartlepool and on to Glasgow. The book starts in monochrome and evolves into colour, both disciplines offer utterly gorgeous images which transport me back to childhood. Just to give a flavour here are a couple of samples from within its pages.
If you're a middle aged bloke from the north I fail to see why you wouldn't love it instantly. I have a suspicion that even southern jessies will fall under its spell. Best twenty quid I've spent in a long while.