PICTURES OF LELLEY

  A nice picture of flowers for my Mum, if she reads this (she doesn’t).  Cheaper than actually buying them from Tesco, even two days after Mothers Day. There were loads of mothers, probably grandmothers, at my penultimate East Yorkshire tick in the backwaters of Holderness.  The “Wapentake and Liberty of Holderness” if you’re living… Continue reading PICTURES OF LELLEY

UNBRIDLED JOY IN BRIDLINGTON

OK, that title only really works if you pronounce your favourite East Yorkshire resort as “Bride“, but bear with me. The train from Hull rattled past Beverley and Driffield, normally homes to at least one new GBG tick each year.  This must have been a first tick in Brid for a decade, since the wonderful-looking… Continue reading UNBRIDLED JOY IN BRIDLINGTON