Two photographs of Swansea's Saint Helen's Road; one, a postcard, taken around 1900 and the other by me last week!
I tried to get as close to the original viewpoint as possible, but the road's been widened in the last century, and I'm taller than my Edwardian counterpart.
It's a strange thought, standing where someone stood a hundred years earlier, and doing exactly the same thing. Did he even dream this might happen, or have a presentiment, perhaps a feeling like someone 'walking over his grave'? I'll keep a look out for that feeling myself in future