Eric’s images show a microcosm of British working-class life in the late 60s –children playing makeshift games in the streets; housewives hanging out white linen across the street; and advertising signs hung above corner shops recalling a more innocent era of consumerism. on show here
I moved to Leeds in 1970, only instead of the grim inner city it was to a small rural village on the outskirts with fields as far as you can see, you do not have to travel far out of Leeds to be in some of the most beautiful countryside in the world.
Someone once said that a child should should be bored for at least an hour a day. I agree, it slows the pace and gives time to reflect and use their imagination.
The overriding sensation from these photographs is the complete calm the absolute sound of silence, they are absolutely wonderful, and you should go to his website here.
We would drive very close to this area on our way into the City centre, although we lived in the country my father was born and raised in just such a community on the outskirts of Nottingham, called Forest Fields. Not one blade of grass was visible for miles ,the horrible irony of the name never ceased to amaze me. My father was lucky he clawed his way out to Cambridge and he never looked back.