Art on a Northern Train

On my way back from Huddersfield to Elsecar, just outside of Barnsley, on a wintery night after a lovely lunch with my friends in Huddersfield. We ate at a Farm Shop restaurant and the hot beef sandwich I had was enough to warm anyone. it was the end of a great day out for me . On the train a pair of young women on their way I suppose for a night out in Sheffield. Both might be described as semi punk goth, one more striking and brave than the other who I suppose was there as general encouragement. Absolutely … Continue reading Art on a Northern Train

A day out in Huddersfield,bone dust and drama.

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.