Northern Capitals 15 : Veranda Gong

These days on the cruise ships, passengers assemble outside the restaurant doors like expectant gulls following a herring boat, waiting for the doors to be opened. Back in 1925 on our tour of the Northern capitals, things were much more stately: a smiling restaurant steward would bang a gong to summon the guests into the … Continue reading Northern Capitals 15 : Veranda Gong

No Stain On The Land

We've been taking Lucy up to Stainland Recreation Ground for her walks these last few weeks. It makes a change from the usual circuit of the Crematorium ("the circle of gloom", as Lucy likes to call it). You can look down on a green world from up there. It is Yorkshire at its best: a … Continue reading No Stain On The Land