This is my second attempt at commencing today's narrative. The hundred or so words I originally penned disappearing into an e-ether after, while hindered by having to wax lyrical on my mobile phone instead of laptop, inadvertently deleted the draft. They say a bad workman blames his tools. However, in my case earlier, it was... Continue Reading →
Whatever Happened To You?…..
Yesterday in Fit For A Princess I wrote of a moored ex-ferry that in the 1980's was revamped into a floating nightclub on the Gateshead side of the River Tyne. It's location close to where the Sage arena now sits. Also located only a stones throw from where the Sage resides stood the now demolished Hawks Road... Continue Reading →