My Mum moved out of Shoreham last month and it ended a hundred years of my family there. My great grandfather opened a holiday camp called Happy Days on Shingle Road in the 1920s and my large East End Jewish family would come and stay en masse at every available opportunity. My Grandparents had...
Even in the 1990s there was endless shops that seemed perpetually closed. I never had enough anti nazi league or gig posters to cover the amount of available spaces.
Was this taken during or just after the war? I remember 25 years ago an old communist told me he was arrested holding a political meeting on a bombsight during the war, he pointed in the direction of where the rubble is in the picture.
Still has the black cat half way up the wall. Someone I knew was seriously hospitalised 25 years ago trying to rescue it when drunk. It appears to be the same building converted into flats.
For someone who has clearly spent a lot on film cameras, they've put no effort into learning any technique. Interesting shots to us, but bloody unimaginative footage.
I took these pictures in Brighton in about 1988, when a student at Northbrook College. I titled it decaying Brighton at the time.
The first couple were old houses being demolished somewhere out the back of Preston Street. Then the West Pier and finally a building near the top of Queens Road.