First saw this at the Scarecrow Trail in Kettlewell a few years ago. It’s a golden oldie, but still made me laugh when I came across it again this morning. Feminism Yorkshire style!
One year on: This was my penultimate photograph in Bradford (my final one will feature another day!). It’s what I discovered outside our house the day we moved. It wasn’t a rare sight. Seeing residents in the flats opposite open their patio doors and fling out their soiled nappies was one of the many things […]