squirmelia | Bradford and Amsterdam

These postcards of Bradford and Amsterdam were torn from a scrapbook that was smeared with glue and greetings cards, a scrapbook that I barely remember. Rough fragments of grey sugar paper clung to the backs of the postcards, covering most of the words that had been written. The postmark revealed that 1974 was the year the cards had travelled, years before I was born, and many more years before I would go to Amsterdam myself. I've still never been to Bradford.