THE SINGULAR CHARM OF LEIGH, MANCHESTER

I took James for his second Covid vaccination this morning; he could have walked the mile to the west of Sheffield but he seemed particularly keen to be back in time for work. Such dedication to a job, particularly one done entirely from home, is surely to be commended, and contrasts sharply from my own… Continue reading THE SINGULAR CHARM OF LEIGH, MANCHESTER

(TONBRIDGE) ANGELS WITH DIRTY OVERALLS

Don’t worry Paul, it’s not the Foresters in Tonbridge; I’m saving that visit up for a special occasion. But he’ll know the derivation of the Angels in the title, and he’ll know the Fleur de Lis in Leigh (almost poetic), having beat me to the blog last year. Shamefully, I’d never heard of it, despite… Continue reading (TONBRIDGE) ANGELS WITH DIRTY OVERALLS

UP TO BONGS, DOWN TO LEIGH

There really is only one place to start a new year, and that’s Tyldesley, not least among Wigan‘s beautiful necklace of towns.  It helps if you were tucked up with cocoa by 9pm on New Year’s Eve. Elliot Street was beautifully embellished with the remnants of a New Years Eve clearly celebrated with Holts and kebabs, judging… Continue reading UP TO BONGS, DOWN TO LEIGH