Arts
The English Pub
After many years of leading tours of European battlefields I decided to add another string to my bow & took the course at St. William’s College to qualify as a professional guide at York Minster. I [more…]
Hobbies
19th Century
Postcard From Cumbria (A Week in the Lake District) Part 2
Monday 22/09 Wray Castle-Hawkshead-Claife Viewing Station We’d a full day planned for Monday so it was an early start for us, initially to Ambleside for breakfast at “Kysty Café”. Kysty is Cumbrian dialect for fussy, [more…]
Animals
Larry’s Diary Week Eight
Monday Unlike my prediction on Saturday, yesterday was reasonably peaceful here at Number 10. The only thing worth mentioning was that David Cameron is stirring it up again in the Sunday papers. Everyone hates a [more…]
Arts
Postcard from Lille, Part 35
They, dear reader, say that a humble author should read, read, read as well as write, write, write. In my defence, long-suffering aficionados of our never-ending quest for Lille will have noticed, to name but [more…]
Hobbies
Crossword No. 88
First correct entry out of ‘the hat’ wins a GP mug of your choice, or GP beer mats. Email entries to me by 6.00 pm tomorrow subject ‘Crossword’. Contact here on email Last weeks’ winners. [more…]
20th Century
The Mossdale Tragedy – Part Two
On 24rd June 1967, while I was preparing to fail my 11-Plus exam and assemblies of foppish young men were mincing around “Swinging” London in Velvet smoking jackets and frill-fronted shirts, a group of ten [more…]
18th Century
Postcard From Cumbria (A Week in the Lake District) Part One
Some of you may remember that back in 2017 Mrs. C and I (it was all her plan really) made it our business to do 40 things together to celebrate having been married for 40 [more…]
Animals
Larry’s Diary Week Seven
Monday Up very early this morning as Dilyn was yapping in that strange Welsh accent of his, wanting to be let out. It suited Bozzie as he was off to Dublin to meet the Teashop [more…]
Arts
Postcard from Lille, Part 34
As if mountaineers roped together, we troop along Euston Road in a line, making our way from Euston Station to St Pancras International with our packs and cases. My now middle-aged self leads the way, ahead of [more…]