"Walking Along a Busy Street" is the theme of this week's Sepia Saturday prompt photograph.
So take a look at towns, traffic and trams, in places ranging from Paris and a Far East waterfront, to am American Square, red city buses and a seaside promenade.
The prompt awoke my memories of seaside holidays and the photographers who plied their trade along the promenades, taking snapshots of people strolling by - hence the term "walkies" as opposed to today's "selfies".
Bournemouth on the south coast of England - Dad, brother and myself (as usual with my eyes shut on a photograph), wearing a dress, made by my mother - little blue and green flower print with a big white collar, and my hair in its usual pigtails fastened with ribbons. We are all casually dressed for the summer, (this is in August) but look at the older man behind - in his suit, collar and tie, waistcoat and trilby hat.
You paid money and either collected the photographs later at a kiosk, or could arrange for them to be posted home to you - just hoping they would arrive and this wasn't what we now call a "scam". We often did our best to dodge the photographers and not get caught by their hard sell.
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a postcard from my father's war-time album.
"With the GIs in khaki and ourselves in blue, we were very conspicuous – more so as we were so few. We also got a jeep and as I was the only one who could drive, apart from the official driver, we used to go into Paris and park by the Eiffel Tower. Hundreds of Frenchmen gathered there trying to buy cigarettes.
Another time I got a lift into Paris to hear General de Gaulle make a speech at the Place de la Concorde. I was stopped by a Frenchman who said in English “RAF Sir? My name is Joseph Calmy. I was the Shell agent here before the war”. I offered him cigarettes and he then invited me to a building and gave me a bag full of Chanel perfume, toiletries, powder and cream – it lasted Mum for years. I flew back with it when I got some leave in March ‘45."






Great shots of traffic from all over. Loved seeing your uncle's different postings list! But I may have visited Cambridge at the time you were living/working there from 65-66. We lived in Hartford CT, and my parents moved to Boston about then. And I had brother-in-law MIT graduate architect who lived in Somerset...I may have visited him once. Of course I did the tourist thing at Harvard! I remember so many cars that double parked without qualms blocking traffic on those visits. My father sold his car to me for a dollar so he didn't have to pay for garage space in the city.
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