Broadway and 94th Street, New York. There is still a lot of snow about, and nasty pools of frozen water at the crosswalks to jump over, but the weather has warmed up a lot and our neighbors are out and about again.
There Are Cars in There Somewhere
At 26.8 inches (680 mm), the second largest snowfall in NY history. The record was just one tenth of an inch (2.5 mm) more.
From the Archives. Exactly 50 Years Ago
The Beatles Christmas concert 1965. I took this photo at the Odeon Hammersmith, london, when the Beatles had just released their Rubber Soul album. Classic Beatles, shiny suits and everything. The atmosphere at these concerts was electric, although it was often dificult to hear anything over the screaming. George was around somewhere but not in this number.
Sweating it Out
Another image in the Subway nearly fifty years ago. In those days, no air conditioning, just a series of large ceiling fans which blew hot fetid tunnel air onto your head. In 1968 the service was horribly unreliable, with faulty doors creating pileups in the tunnels while the train ahead was put out of service or the door locked out. You could spend ages stuck in crowded cars, with no announcements as to what was going on. What fun.
Suits and Ties?
Another black and white subway shot, but look carefully – suits, ties, haircuts, giant newspapers you had to fold to read, no iPhones, and those terrible old hand grabs that split your skull if you accidentally stood up directly under them. Nearly fifty years ago, in the days when the 1–2–3 trains were known as the Broadway IRT – people just don’t look like that anymore. Scanned from an old Nikon negative taken sometime in 1968.
Back on the Bus
This small boy, on the Uptown M7 bus today, had nothing to do with the two older ladies with walkers, but being New Yorkers, both of them immediately adopted him and spent the rest of of the journey explaining the finer points of walker operation and engineering. He appeared to love every minute of it.
On the Bus
It’s amazing how young you can be and yet have learned already how to be a true New Yorker.
Another of Bloomberg’s Best
Christian de Portzamparc’s One57 Tower on West 57th Street actually makes this cluster, viewed from near the Central Park Skating Rink, look even better. Best of all, Essex House, with its wonderful and wildly illegal sign by current standards, still reminds us of the view as it was for many years. There is some wonderful stuff here that has accumulated over the years, and still a whole lot more of these residential needles to go up, thanks to our previous Mayor, so keep watching.
Myers of Keswick
For any Brit living in New York, Myers of Keswick, on Hudson Street in the Village, is an essential destination for all that good stuff you grew up with. Pork Pies, Steak and Kidney Dittos, Cornish Pasties, Bangers, Chippolatas, Scotch Eggs, even British Bacon and Black Pudding. Pete Myers, who came to New York in 1971, prepares the best home-cooked quality British food daily, which rivals the best you can find anywhere in Britain. His store is exactly what everyone knew in every British High Street before the Gaps, Victoria’s Secrets, and drugstores drove them out. Give yourselves a treat, and don’t forget to pick up a couple of tubes of Smarties.