Martin Parr Although well priced in comparison to their competitors, these wine lodges acquired a distinctly dismal reputation with typical characteristics of a working class customer, elderly and often female (...)
with overdone make-up. But the unspoilt, original wine lodges, with their high ceilings and bare floorboards, their pillars and rails for propping yourself upright, seem clearly designed for the determined and joyless business of taking the quickest route to oblivion. Peter Yates insisted that, in the interests of sobriety, food should be available throughout licensing hours and every lodge still boasts “something good to eat at any time of the day” (though it maybe often no more than the ubiquitous pork pie!). Yates's Wine Lodges. Ashton-Under-Lyne. England. GB. 1983 © Martin Parr | Magnum Photos
Peter van Agtmael A U.S. Blackhawk helicopter lands at the Ranch House, a small American outpost deep in the
mountains of eastern Afghanistan. There were no decent roads and all medevacs, re-supply and
transport w (...)
ere done by helicopter.
Blackhawks were in short supply, forcing the U.S. military to turn to outside contractors. They
rented ex-Soviet helicopters, rickety and ancient and known as “Jingle Air.” They came with
pilots, some of whom had served in the Russian Army during the previous war in Afghanistan.
They were storied figures, legendary for their bravery under fire and rumored to be heavy vodka
drinkers in flight. Nuristan, Waigul Valley, Afghanistan. 2007. © Peter van Agtmael | Magnum Photos