Film Photography in black and white

23. Bruges, 30 years On.

I visited this scene for thirty years from the mid 1970's. It never changed and there was always an old cycle against that first house. It came to symbolise in my mind that here was a city that was successfully resisting the march of time. Then one day the bike was gone, and the cobbles-so evocative when wet- had been replaced by tarmac. Pity, though I have this photograph from c 2002 to remind me.