For generations, the phrase “grim up north” has lingered in the national imagination — conjuring images of soot-stained skylines, struggling towns, and industries long past their prime. It is a shorthand that flattens the region [more…]
Sally looked at her phone when she heard knocking on the door, it was 10:45. She pulled a dressing gown on and went to see who it was. A smiling Jane Goodley was standing there, [more…]
Sunday 14th June – At sea, off southern Portugal and into the Mediterranean When your intrepid diarist woke, it was still dark, but a tap on my iPad screen revealed it was 06:45. Then I [more…]
Monday Good morning, my happy readers, the cat is back. It’s been an eventful few weeks while my scribe has been stuffing his face on a cruise. When I last wrote a column, Mascara Man [more…]
As the World Gentleman’s Wendyball Invitation Shield dominates yet another weekend, shall we use our weekly plutocrats’ tour of the North to spy upon the round ball game? I think we might as well. For [more…]
Dave was up at 06:00, he had breakfast in the canteen and was sitting in the office by 07:00. His first call was to the Prime Minister. “Sir, hopefully this will all be resolved by [more…]
Wednesday 10th June – Home to Southampton and to sea Very little to do this morning before leaving home. I did have to lug my suitcase downstairs from a spare bedroom where I had been [more…]
A Proper Yawk Up © Colin Cross, Going Postal 2026[/caption] If there’s one certain way to ensure that the long awaited “summer” doesn’t last anywhere near as long as one might hope it would, it’s [more…]
Who are we, and where did we come from? Might our ancestral languages hold the key? More years ago than I care to remember, as a teenager I came upon an old book published in [more…]
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