In 1807 there is no Marshall Street, by 1813 there is.
Where it remains until this very day.
This building has always intrigued me, its sits amongst what was formerly the heart of Manchester’s Rag Trade. It is an area of signs and lost industry, the comings and goings having been and gone.
It formed part of my Manchester Type Travel.
The surrounding buildings are gradually being refurbished or replaced, but somehow 46 Marshall Street is bucking the trend, though at some point someone somewhere will find over £750,000.
Gradually its wooden framed windows become the poked out eyes of its soul.
Light fittings hang limp and unlit, as the interior decor deteriorates.
The restless rust inhabits the lower metallic fenestration.
Block work blocks the blocked up entrances.
The ampersand can be traced back to the 1st century AD and the old Roman cursive, in which the letters E and T occasionally were written together to form a ligature.
Modern Mooch 
My other half used to live near there about 10 years ago and back then you could still see the old sewing machines and clothes hanging up. One of those weird worlds where it looks like somebody locked the door on the last shift yesterday, but also at the same time, looked like it hadn’t been touched for years.
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Super pictures. Do I detect a shift lens or keystone software? All the best Andrew
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Just a conventional lens and editing – looking up from a restricted distance, glad that you like the pictures.
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