I'd a rare break from writing yesterday. Leaving casa Strachan at 7.30am and not getting home until 11.00pm rendering opportunities of putting pen to paper nigh on impossible. My destination the city of Nottingham - Robin Hood's manor, domain made famous by Brian Clough, home of Boots the Chemist and place my late dad served … Continue reading A 2nd Class Return To Dottingham
Tag: cricket
In the Emerald’s Shadow
There's few things that rankle with a Yorkshireman more than defeat by sports teams representing the House of Lancaster. Witnessing Lancastrian 'troops' returning west over the Pennine Hills with a battle victory lodges in their trachea like a carelessly swallowed wish bone. Yesterday evening was a perfect example of this disenchantment by players and supporters … Continue reading In the Emerald’s Shadow
They’re Not Always Free!
Summer evenings don't get much better than a tea of fish and chips from St Michael's Fisheries, then a short meander down the road to the Emerald Headingley Stadium to witness a t20 Blast cricket match. A scene that, in the company of my son Jonny, came to pass yesterday afternoon. In my book, a … Continue reading They’re Not Always Free!
Six And Out, Anyone?
I was amongst the crowd at Emerald Headingley Stadium yesterday evening. Along with the other spectators, my mission, should I choose to accept it (which I did), was to witness the safe return of two T20 blast points by the Yorkshire Vikings cricket team. Barring the Tykes path a dangerous nemesis who'd ventured north to … Continue reading Six And Out, Anyone?
Mullets, Morris Dancers & Martin Lewis
As I commence this offering, I'm sitting in what's classed as the Popular Enclosure at Emerald Headingley cricket stadium. In the absence of my laptop, I'm typing this narrative on my mobile phone - An onerous task but not as difficult as, say, writing this with a leadless pencil, or Cheesestrings***. *** - Other processed cheese … Continue reading Mullets, Morris Dancers & Martin Lewis
Who Locked Grandad In The Loo?
On this day in mid-1960's Kirskstall, Leeds my younger brother Ian made his appearance into the world. Born at home, our kid arrived shortly after the conclusion of the second Cassius Clay vs Sonny Liston fight. With Clay (latterly Muhammed Ali) winning by first round KO, Ian didn't turn up on time to witness Liston … Continue reading Who Locked Grandad In The Loo?
The Wrong ‘Un
One of the pages within my website menu is Cricketing Yarns. A literary portal containing a series of partly fictional and unreliable tales from my club cricketing career. Although now retired, I played club cricket in Gateshead, Buckinghamshire and Leeds for over 30 years. An odyssey that started when one of my neighbours (Brian Dixon) … Continue reading The Wrong ‘Un
