Wandering around an antique type of warehouse in some old industrial buildings today in Elsecar, it’s in the Heritage Centre and look at what I found. I bought none of these, after all what am I going to do with cuckoo snuff. Like the bird it’s an endangered species if not extinct these days, but there is a tin of it in South Yorkshire. If that does not suit then try something made from cow’s heels. Invalid Jelly, what a find, I wonder what you did with it? Smear it on the affected parts or eat it. Not exactly pc … Continue reading Heritage jelly, not to be sniffed at.

I was saddened that my kids never met Dave. They’d have liked him and he would have liked them. It was n’t to be. In a sort of flat spell after his death just a couple of weeks ago I spoke to my daughter in far away Los Angeles where she and family live ( I thought about calling it far fetched LA at first, which is close to the truth ) and she was comforting and interested in Dave and Mo. She’d heard about them but never met them. Dave and Mo lived in a flat above a butcher’s … Continue reading ” She’ll know that I was waving”

Very sad news today when I heard that my old friend Dave Smith has died. Dave was a tutor at Manchester College of Art when I was there. He didn’t teach me but he was a frequent football companion when my friends and I used to go to watch United play at home and were treated to the likes of Best, Charlton and Law in their heyday. His Dad, Harry always went too, but we slummed it in the Streford End, whilst Harry went at the other end. Dave’s frequent refrain was “Chewy anyone?”. He always brought along a couple … Continue reading Dave Smith

This post got a touch of Facebook ‘fog’ when it was sent there a couple of days ago. Just seeing if this one works… It was forecast to be a brilliantly sunny day, all day. That’s a bit rare around these parts so I planned ahead. Walking and taking photos on a sunny day, but where to? Sharpness is on the end of the Gloucester canal alongside the River Severn. It did not take much persuasion to get Mike, my good friend, to take us both out there. We had a grand afternoon out, Mike armed with Judie’s home made … Continue reading Take your chances…again.