March 2025. Howden. One night back in Sheffield, then straight back out to Goole with Mrs RM in tow, kicking and screaming. “I’ve never been to Howden” she says, like Charlene in that 1982 Motown Number 1. “Have I ?“. Well, we’d certainly passed through enough times, headed for East Yorkshire honeypots like Driffield and… Continue reading HOWDY, HOWDEN