I’m in the frozen north but it’s mildish. I came prepared for draughty railway stations with many layers. Living in the soft south has got me used to mild days in winter, and in the past I’ve been caught out on northern visits. It’s not that the cold is colder, but it is, it’s that there’s generally a wind blowing that gets under any flimsy coat and catches the kidneys. I’ve learnt my lesson and am prepared with layers that come below kidney level. I’m here amongst other reasons to visit my grandsons and to take trip up from near … Continue reading A day out in Huddersfield,bone dust and drama.