10. If you thought King Nicky Tams was a clot, wait until you meet King Canoe.

Our latest episode of Nicky Tams the King of Nosepipe,  as told by Gordon Thorburn and illustrated by myself Wordsmith Drawingsmith   If you thought King Nicky Tams was a clot, wait until you meet King Canoe. He’s wobbly, he’s weedy, He’s fat he’s wet he’s greedy, C.A.N.O.E. Canooooooooe! (Ang Gonnaseckian children’s playground rhyme) The answerphone was on because Canoe, a fat King and a total pickled cucumber, was spending the morning at the Squash Club in York. He was in York because it was summer. In summer, the King and his Entourage (means ‘Hangers-on’) always retreated from their Scarborough … Continue reading 10. If you thought King Nicky Tams was a clot, wait until you meet King Canoe.

Eels and Mash

I’m not one for taking pictures of my own lunch but this has to be a worthy exception. Until last week I’d never had East End Eels. I’d heard about Pie and Mash shops and Jellied Eels, of course, but never sampled the delights. A trip to Hackney and there stands an old established Eel and Pie shop. On a perishing cold day, it seemed sensible to have a hot dinner. Under that sea of green lurk the eels in question, the sea of green is described as liquor, but to you and me it would be parsley sauce ( … Continue reading Eels and Mash