Today...dry docks glisten with salty channel rain as woollen old men sit on one of their favourite benches. Each will smile broadly as together they remember the songs and laughter of the young hard welders they once were. Today...visitors will glance at walls of dismal grey photographs. Some of the photographs show weary men and women waving half empty beer glasses in the air. Others are of car empty streets clogged with leather boots being dragged to early shifts. And some are of boys playing scrappy football with tight balls of Western and Echo in muddy parks bordered with adverts for cheap beer and bread.
Tomorrow...the old men will be back as usual and see it all once more as yet again departing visitors will pass by them unnoticed.
Documentary Fiction Photography
Steve Coel
