Tuesday, March 02, 2021
The Lamp Of Memory in Todmorden Park
2 pictures I took.
"1921 by Gilbert Bayes. 2 small sculptures are of children in Portland stone one called "THE LAMP OF MEMORY...
https://historicengland.org.uk/listing/the-list/list-entry/1314108
Sunday, February 28, 2021
Saturday, February 27, 2021
My Grandmother Helen
Who Died in Childbirth, So even my Mum never knew her........
Linda Thompson ( of Richard & Linda Thompson fame) said this was "Amazing" when I posted on facebook today.
Friday, February 26, 2021
Saturday, February 20, 2021
If dreams were lightning
This Week.
Me outside a window of the Hope Gallery in Hebden Bridge.
Making an Exhibition of myself.......
Thursday, February 11, 2021
Cragg Vale : a diamond as big as your shoe
at " Stinky Hole"
Sunday, February 07, 2021
Friday, February 05, 2021
what's the message here ?
Saturday, January 30, 2021
Sunday, January 24, 2021
Wednesday, January 20, 2021
No boat's gonna row
Just checked my feet and the Levee did not break today!
Below, a tv reporter & cameraman today in Mytholmroyd.............
The last few days have been daft down the Valley
Because of Covid restrictions , the only people on the streets are TV Reporters.
I have seen at least 3 different channels reporting here . Not here to help, only to "feel our pain" and photograph it !
Thursday, January 14, 2021
Friday, January 08, 2021
liberal smiles.....
Mr Corbyn refused to have dinner with Trump. but Johnson backed him for the Nobel Peace Prize.
This is all you need to know about the UK establishment and liberal politics in general.
Saying that , today I bought a great big greasy tub of Brylcreem . The first time in 20 years.
"The Starmer Effect"?
Thursday, December 31, 2020
Happy New Year
About 13 months ago I was canvassing for Jeremy Corbyn's Labour Party.
During Which , In Todmorden ,I remember passing a graveyard and seeing this statue
I thought i must come back later and photograph it.
This week I did.
Sunday, December 27, 2020
Thursday, December 24, 2020
Los Ojos de Pancha
Veronica Fernandez Zimnoch lives in Argentina.She's a Lawyer in Buenos Aires She's my Great Grand Niece.
Her Grandad, & my Uncle, was Antonio Zimnoch (my namesake) . He was ten years younger than my Dad. They last saw each other in 1939 when my dad was conscripted into The Soviet Army ( later to desert and join the Free Polish Airforce in UK.)
After the war, my uncle married an Italian lass and moved to Argentina.
Apart from the occasional letter , they never contacted each other.Although ,oddly , they died within weeks of each other in 1984.
I still keep in touch with Veronica via facebook.
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Antonio Zimnoch : my namesake. |
Thursday, December 17, 2020
Saturday, December 12, 2020
Saturday, December 05, 2020
Friday, December 04, 2020
Dance Cards
Saturday, November 28, 2020
Rave On : John Steinbeck and Miles Davis
So i took this photo at a Christmas Bash at The Hebden Bridge Trades Club 5 years ago.
At the time it looked so "old and Great Depression Era" Looks fairly contemporary now.......
I guess we dress up in the clothes we really want to wear?
Thursday, November 19, 2020
The Top Of Scout Rocks
I took a nice walk up to Scouts Rock this afternoon .
Here is a photo I took of the ßénch at the top of the walk up there .
The sun was just going down.....
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Scout_Rock
Some of my recent "Walking Pictures"https://zimnoch.smugmug.com/INNOVATION/
Friday, November 13, 2020
Lockdown Two
Tuesday, November 10, 2020
Sunday, November 08, 2020
Thursday, November 05, 2020
Tuesday, November 03, 2020
Sunday, November 01, 2020
'Lockdown Eve': always my favourite time of the year........
While in jail for public intoxication in 1965, he met a homeless man who called himself "Mr. Bojangles" to conceal his true identity from the police. Mr. Bojangles had been arrested as part of a police sweep of indigent people that was carried out following a high-profile murder.
The two men and others in the cell chatted about all manner of things, but when Mr. Bojangles told a story about his dog, the mood in the room turned heavy. Someone else in the cell asked for something to lighten the mood, and Mr. Bojangles obliged with a tap dance.
The homeless "Mr. Bojangles", who was white, had taken his pseudonym from Bill "Bojangles" Robinson (1878–1949), the best-paid Black entertainer of his era........https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mr._Bojangles_(song)