After Darlington, I took some pix in Middlesborough. I remember doing a photographic job, years ago, for the Middlesbrough Tourism Unit. The tourism officer had the unenviable task of attracting holidaymakers to a town whose biggest attraction was the Transporter Bridge, and my job was to take photographs for their brochures. All things considered, I thought I’d done a good job. But when the tourism officer reviewed the pix, her brow furrowed. The people looked a bit ugly, she said “They’re Middlesborough people”, I explained. The budget hadn't stretched to bussing in more photogenic people from, say, Harrogate or Ilkley.
people had seemed very suspicious of a man with a camera. Today the
main concern is whether I’m photographing children (to the point where,
if children are about, the lens cap goes on and the camera is slung over
my shoulder). But when I photographed Middlesborough market, many moons
ago, one guy wanted to know if I’d been hired by his wife to take
photographs of him (there was a story there, but I didn’t get to hear
it). Other stallholders, equally paranoid, wanted to know if I was
working for the social security department, on the lookout for people
who were working and claiming benefits (if I was, it looked like I’d
The sea view from Saltburn...