Starstruck

This morning I felt moved to say hello to TV broadcasting royalty Harry Gration, who was stood next to me in a coffee outlet queue in Burmantofts, Leeds. A greeting to which he politely responded in kind, prior to us wandered off on our own ways - Me childishly giddy that I'd briefly met the … Continue reading Starstruck

Itinerant Werewolf in Ardsley

Over the last twenty four hours or so, a visibility hampering haze has engulfed West Yorkshire. This 'pea souper', as my mum would call it in her distinctive Leeds brogue, creating a macabre dream-like scene outside. Unlike my night vision last week where fragrant actress Margot Robbie and me led Leeds United to only their … Continue reading Itinerant Werewolf in Ardsley

Celebration At Ardsley Kirk

I had a rare venture to church yesterday afternoon. A service to celebrate those who've passed and whose funerals had taken place at the venue during the previous twelve months. Amongst those being celebrated my father Malcolm. Amid the throng of similarly bereaved families, my mother, me and several family friends lit a candle for … Continue reading Celebration At Ardsley Kirk

Raindrops Keep Falling On My Head

Teaming rainfall ensured the team of MacMillan volunteer marshals at the Yorkshire Marathon, of which I was a member, received a thorough soaking this morning...... Perhaps, there's something in the old adage 'no good deed goes unpunished' after all. Although, I somehow doubt it! To steal a quote oft utilised by an old acquaintance, who … Continue reading Raindrops Keep Falling On My Head

In the Emerald’s Shadow

There's few things that rankle with a Yorkshireman more than defeat by sports teams representing the House of Lancaster. Witnessing Lancastrian 'troops' returning west over the Pennine Hills with a battle victory lodges in their trachea like a carelessly swallowed wish bone. Yesterday evening was a perfect example of this disenchantment by players and supporters … Continue reading In the Emerald’s Shadow

Six And Out, Anyone?

I was amongst the crowd at Emerald Headingley Stadium yesterday evening. Along with the other spectators, my mission, should I choose to accept it (which I did), was to witness the safe return of two T20 blast points by the Yorkshire Vikings cricket team. Barring the Tykes path a dangerous nemesis who'd ventured north to … Continue reading Six And Out, Anyone?

Going Back Without The Delorean

Saturday 9th June - Yesterday, during a shopping sojourn in town avec ma femme, we took a spontaneous pit stop for liquid refreshment at the Alchemist bar. From it's lofty perch located on the upper floor of the Trinity shopping centre, this agreeable eatery/cocktail bar bequeaths striking views of Boar Lane's splendid Georgian architecture. Aesthetics … Continue reading Going Back Without The Delorean