Monday, 11 December 2017

the sun and her flowers...

...was what she was reading at the time I snapped her up:

Via the Pentax ME Super, for a change.  Adox paper.

Not much in focus, apart from the logo on her top, but so what.  She's a good wee reader, is Missy - likes her books, she does.  No doubt Santa will be bringing her a few more...

Wednesday, 6 December 2017

Oh la la

Another from the Archives.  Funny how pretty girls ended up being photographed by one or other teenage boy in the McNeill household back in the day.  This one was somewhere in France, I believe - where we holidayed a couple of times in the 70s.  Taken by the brother, if I recall correctly - I was too young and innocent for that sort of thing back then.  Still am, of course...



Monday, 4 December 2017

Billy Reid's Fresh Meat Market

OK so this hospital thing is dragging on a bit.  I haven't been near the darkroom for about a month and while there is light at the end of the tunnel I'm not out of the woods yet.  Enough mixing of yer metaphors, I hear you say!

Here you go, then...taken and printed around the late 70s, this shows Railway Road in Coleraine:




The big bollard things with the plants in them at the sides of the road were put there after an IRA car bomb decimated that part of town in 1973.  Six people were killed and many more injured - if you're up for it, there's more about it here but it's not a particularly easy read.  Thankfully events like this in the North East Liberties were few and far between.

Wednesday, 29 November 2017

Country Road, c1978

Our wee road as it wss in the late 70s, complete with lovely stone whitewashed pillars::

Monday, 27 November 2017

The Young Fellow

 It was the Young Fellow that brought Famous Clare around the other day - they're an item, y'see.  Far too young and far too good-looking, the pair of them:


Friday, 24 November 2017

Wednesday, 22 November 2017

Rank Audio Visual

Nope, you haven't come to the wrong place, it's just a colour print from back in the day:


A little dark this one but that's me on the right talking to some dude from the RAV/Nikon stand.  I've no idea where this was, although it might have been the photographic shop The Brother worked in as a Saturday job for a while.  I worked in a different photographic shop on the other side of town, by the way.  I was probably drooling over a F2AS or something - still a camera worth drooling over, of course.  Way, way beyond my budget and the guy probably knew that but he still seems to giving me some of his time anyway.

Both The Brother and I did colour for a while - The Brother was more into his Cibachrome (prints from slides) while I was more into printing from colour negatives.  The output from the Cibachrome process seemed to be a lot better quality than my efforts - that I do recall.

I've been a bit brief with my posts recently as I'm not here - I'm in Bath, at the old Mineral Water Hospital getting some intensive physiotherapy and hydrotherapy for a couple of weeks.  The Min as it is affectionately known in Bath, is a centre for the diagnosis and treatment for ankylosing spondylitis and while it's tough being away from the family for so long it really does help me manage the disease.  It has a fascinating history, The Min - sited just up from the Roman Baths in the centre of Bath and opened in the early 18th Century.  You can read more about it here.