MUNDY BOIS, MONDAY JOY

I’m struggling to find much to whinge about at the moment, what with good beer in London, sunshine in Stockport and micropubs opening when they say they will.  I’ll hope for worse tomorrow. Monday opening, or lack of it, has been a reliable source of gloom over recent years, making Sunday overnighters just that bit… Continue reading MUNDY BOIS, MONDAY JOY

SPEN – LIFE AMONG THE LION BARS

Before recent sad events I’d never heard of the Spen Valley, the collective name for the cluster of Kirklees villages between Bradford and Dewsbury. It must be hard work in Tourist Offices in Cleckheaton, Heckmondwike and Drub.  Surely the names alone sell the place ? You might think Bradford is the UK curry capital, but it’s Cleckheaton… Continue reading SPEN – LIFE AMONG THE LION BARS

DON’T EVER CHANGE

I often observe in this blog on the transformation of British cities, for example by independent enterprise in Mansfield or street art in Weston Super Mare. I didn’t notice much different about Blackpool this week, and that’s fine with me. It displayed plenty of the qualities that made it famous, and the beach looked the best… Continue reading DON’T EVER CHANGE