FATHER TO SON, HEART TO HEART

November 2025. Sheffield. A night in Sheffield between the statutory two in Waterbeach, just time for laundry, a read of the mail, a gig and a catch-up with James. He’d phoned to ask to catch-up, possibly to make sure I’m not investing his inheritance in Crypto, and it pays to keep in touch with your… Continue reading FATHER TO SON, HEART TO HEART

“BLAME IT ON THE IMPERIAL STOUT” (NOT A TAYLOR DAYNE TRACK)

November 2023. Heaton Moor. Stockport. Or is it Mauldeth ? Or Lower Burnage ? Or Lesser Didsbury ? Check next year’s GBG to find out. The road from the Bottle to the Beer Shop is paved with very South Manchester sounding bar names. One of the duller 14 minute walks, but The Beer Shop was… Continue reading “BLAME IT ON THE IMPERIAL STOUT” (NOT A TAYLOR DAYNE TRACK)