It’s Halloween, or “A neet fir scraggsers and kets” as an elderly acquaintance from my youth bafflingly labelled it. A night where ancient pagan liturgy meets with the contemporary ritual of sugar fuelled kids in scary costume. This evening in various parts of the globe, homes will ring to the annual sound of millions of doorbells and... Continue Reading →
A Crossword With Phil Collins
Easter Saturday - Plans for a venture into Leeds for lunch are up in the air at the moment. While I scoff on a bacon sandwich, strategically fried to negate the smell of Good Friday's fried cod, my wife Karen and me are in two minds whether getting wetter than a frogman's pocket** for the... Continue Reading →