…recently laid to rest

Hazel O'Connor ticket

Eighth Day through the Fourth Wall

This is one of those random events that leave a smear of residue, a small fluff ball of memory that clings to the fabric of life when so much else is washed away.

The Belgian Elephant

The Belgian Elephant

For anybody who sweltered through it, the summer of 1976 in the UK will always be remembered as one of the hottest and driest.

Volksoper ticket

One night stand at the opera

The young man in the sweatshirt and grubby blue jeans stands out amidst the genteel splendour of the opera house, an ugly intrusion like a foul weed in a bed of delicate perennials.

The Tickets

Each ticket is an entry point to the past. Admission is free.

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The Unknown Boys

A found photograph. A lost group of boys.

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The Elephants

I don’t collect elephants. They just seem to gather around me.

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Family ties

Family stories, lost and found.

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People

Places

Poetry

Relics

The remains

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Leftovers from elsewhere

Dead Real

The start of a long journey

Dead Things

Documenting death and decay in the neighbourhood

Dead Paper

Everything which would ordinarily go into the waste paper basket after use