There is nothing more bitter sweet than uncovering the picture of three of my sisters in the garden in Well Hall.
We were all young with the world a head of us, and now we have fond memories of growing up there.
The image is one of those lost pictures I took of Eltham and Woolwich in the mid ‘70’s which sat undisturbed in our cellar for decades.
But all good things eventually come to light.
They were colour slides which have been transferred electronically.
The quality of the original lighting and the sharpness is sometimes iffy, but they are a record of a lost Eltham and Woolwich.
On that sunny day Dad will have been pottering, I was busy with the camera, and our Stella, Jillian and Theresa were discussing something, only Elizabeth was missing.
Location; Well Hall
Picture; Well Hall, circa 1976, from the collection of Andrew Simpson
We were all young with the world a head of us, and now we have fond memories of growing up there.
The image is one of those lost pictures I took of Eltham and Woolwich in the mid ‘70’s which sat undisturbed in our cellar for decades.
But all good things eventually come to light.
They were colour slides which have been transferred electronically.
The quality of the original lighting and the sharpness is sometimes iffy, but they are a record of a lost Eltham and Woolwich.
On that sunny day Dad will have been pottering, I was busy with the camera, and our Stella, Jillian and Theresa were discussing something, only Elizabeth was missing.
Location; Well Hall
Picture; Well Hall, circa 1976, from the collection of Andrew Simpson
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