A Guy Down The Chip Shop Says He’s Liam

Seventy two hours or so after West Yorkshire enjoyed four days of unbroken sunshine, I awoke this morning to witness Blighty's capricious meteorology gods had bequeathed this corner of God's own county a covering of snow. Although forecast, this move to the other extreme of weather's spectrum seemed unthinkable on Saturday when, in 20c degree... Continue Reading →

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