Arts
Blaise Hamlet
Blaise Hamlet is a collection of 9 grade I listed cottages situated to the North West of Bristol, near the village of Henbury. The cottages are all owned by the National Trust (admission to the [more…]
Literature
Literature
The Saracen’s Head
s I am a sane and sensible person (honest!!). This isn’t the only time – I’ve had a couple of experiences that I can’t explain. I’m not given to flights of fancy – I swear [more…]
Fiction
Samyaza Chapter 28, Great Western Hospital July 2007
He had been sitting in A&E for long hours and it was now 09:30. He had watched them wheel her out them to an operating theatre and she had come back, still on the trolly [more…]
Animals
Larry’s Diary – Week One Hundred and Sixty-Four
Monday Good morning folks, another week and it’s definitely getting colder when I went for my constitutional. Mary Elizabeth was in residence last night and I’m warming to her, she talks to me and strokes [more…]
Fiction
Jinnie’s Story – Book Four, Chapter Thirteen
The Walsh family made the usual Boxing Day excursion to watch Barnet play, but this year the party had grown as they were joined by Daniel meaning they need two cars. Jinnie drove her official [more…]
Arts
Always Worth Saying’s Question Time Review
Question Time 20th October 2022 The Panel: Graham Stewart (Conservative) Jess Phillips (Labour) Tony Danker (CBI) Cornelia Parker (Artist) Camila Cavendish (Journalist) Venue: Cheltenham This is what a coup d’état looks like. The WEF and [more…]
20th Century
Stalybridge – Clubs, Pubs And Poets
I’ve never been myself, but I’m prepared to bet that Stalybridge is rather different today from when my uncle described it for the Manchester Evening News in February, 1947 – Jerry F A blizzard was [more…]
Book Review
Book Review: Scratchman by Tom Baker and Ian Marter
Background In 1974 Tom Baker took over the role of The Doctor from Jon Pertwee. In his first story he was introduced to a new companion – Harry Sullivan, played by Ian Marter. The two [more…]
Animals
Zero to Heartbreak in 48 Hours
An ordinary Tuesday, or so it seemed at the start of the day. Mr S had just gone off to the butchers for something nice for dinner when, mid-morning, my phone rang. It was our [more…]