Tuesday Photo Challenge: In My Life

Frank was inspired for this week’s prompt by the Beatles’ song ‘In My Life’ (I assume that’s the reference anyway). I know it well:

‘There are places I remember
All my life though some have changed
Some forever not for better
Some have gone and some remain’

I was born and grew up on Merseyside, and although I haven’t lived there for more than forty years and my home now is very much here in France, my roots will always be in Liverpool.

You can take the boy out of Liverpool, but you can never take Liverpool out of the boy.

Neil Young (in ‘Helpless‘) also has something to say about the importance of where you grew up:

‘And in my mind
I still need a place to go,
All my changes were there’

Last time I was back there I spotted this, covering some scaffolding in the city centre, so I grabbed a quick photograph with my mobile phone.

It seems like fair comment to me.

Tuesday Photo Challenge: In My Life

Weekly Photo Challenge: Nostalgia

Nostalgia? It ain’t what it used to be, is it?

The obvious temptation is to respond to this week’s WordPress Photo Challenge by pulling something quaint or sentimental out of the archives. There’s nothing wrong with that, of course, but as a counterpoint to the rose-tinted glow of memory I thought I would post this less cosy image.

The ‘living museum’  that is the nearby village of Montrol-Sénard has many features that portray a romanticised version of local life a hundred and more years ago. However, it also has this perhaps rather more realistic illustration of the way things were.

It’s a bedroom for a farm worker: a small, rough-made bed, a lumpy, dirty straw mattress and a pair of clogs (note the straw lining: no expensive luxuries like socks). When you see an example of the verité like this it’s possible to understand why the locals seem remarkably unsentimental about their comparatively recent history.


Weekly Photo Challenge: Nostalgia

Weekly Photo Challenge: Relic

Recently, I went to a display of old cars and farming machinery in the village of Lesterps, not far from here. I now have many, many pictures of ancient tractors and some quite cool vintage cars, but this image of a child’s tricycle from yesteryear is perhaps a bit more than just a record shot.