Yesterday afternoon, as my wife and me slowly ambled up Calverley Street towards our destination of Leeds Museum, she pointed out this was her inaugural tour of the building housing our city's historical artefacts. "It's not mine. I've never been before!" I joked weakly. She smiled disingenuously, called me an idiot for what definitely wasn't the … Continue reading What’s The Story?
I spent an hour or so yesterday printing off some family tree details, which I’ve subsequently collated into folder for my dad who isn’t too well at the moment. My pater is an undemonstrative man who is ruled by a stringent daily routine, so when I handed it to him this morning it was no real … Continue reading Mally’s Family Tree Euphoria