Taking advantage of a mild West Yorkshire weather, Tuesday afternoon saw this capricious northern Englishman take a leisurely stroll around the village. A local traipse bringing me into fleeting contact with fellow amblers, Shetland ponies and an idiosyncratic old man who, during our natter, claimed to've recently undergone an outer body experience whilst cooking his... Continue Reading →
You Say Braising, I Say Bracing
Yesterday my well wrapped spouse and I absorbed the therapeutic benefaction awarded by a stroll at Roundhay Park in north Leeds. To clarify, when I say well wrapped I'm referring to her being layered up clothing wise against the elements. Not that she'd been skilfully clad in lurid wrapping paper as a sacrificial gift to... Continue Reading →