Tuesday, 26 December 2017

The Ghost of Christmas Past.

This Christmas, as we sat down to eat our meal; I was visited by a ghost of Christmas past. In the crackers were jokes and tricks, one of which was the `ball in the goblet` one, to most people just a bit of harmless fun, but I had not seen one of them since my childhood. 
Ball trick.
I think I would have been about 8 to 9ish when I was given one as the only present from my Nana and Gran (on my mum`s side.) Now for that I was grateful, happy and contented. However, it came to pass, that all my cousins, who lived next door to my Nana and Gran had received big, and no doubt more expensive presents, and when my mum found out `All hell` seemed to break out! My mum had always said `they` thought more of my aunties kids than hers (Me).
Not my pic.
 As I said that was `Christmas past` and long forgotten, till now.
Not my pic.

Sunday, 24 December 2017

A True Christmas Story

Twas the night before Christmas, at Fulford Grange
Not even a nurse or Porter stirred.
Then, a faint hissing sound
Though the silence could be heard
………… Coming from a fridge !!!!

The chef had put a cleaver though a pipe while trying to defrost it.
Not my pic.

And the moral of the story is;
Never defrost a fridge on Christmas Eve, when drink has been involved 

Not my pic.
Epilogue:
The Catering Manager and I had been to the pub (Standard) he was on early shift I was on late. There wasn`t much to do, but he wanted to keep me busy so told me to defrost one of the fridges, which I wasn`t overjoyed at having to do on Christmas Eve.
Not my pic.
 Happy Christmas, or whatever.


Tuesday, 19 December 2017

I Think I May Have Wasted My Youth, Working Too Much!

I left school as soon as I could, and a bit before I should have, a few days before my sixteenth birthday.
I messed / lazed around for a few weeks then settled in to my first proper job as a Commies (Trainee) Chef at a Pub cum Restaurant
The Jester Pub, where I first worked. Not my pic 
 The hours were ridiculous I worked `split shifts’ something like 10.00 AM to 2.30 PM and 6.00 PM to 11.00 PM five days a week AND one day at collage on `Day release`
I had a 45 minute bus journey 3 times a day and a `staff taxi` home at night, often not getting home much before midnight!
I must have spent 90% of my waken time wearing Chefs Whites, so I never needed to buy many cloths. In winter I never saw daylight! The only money I spent seemed to be at work on drink!
Did have some fun there, we made the world`s largest Yorkshire Pudding (Me on right)
 After two years I changed jobs to one in a hotel, there I worked a 40 hour week, four days at work and one day at collage. I started going into town in my lunch break at collage and would usually buy a couple of albums on cassette, I had found Punk Rock, but it was not 1979, when I was 20 that I went to my first Punk Club. The rest, as they say is history. 
 Not my pic 
The Beginning 

Thursday, 14 December 2017

If Your Face Fits At Christmas.

In the UK on TV’s Channel 5 there is a ‘Christmassy’ program called Harrogate: A Great Yorkshire Christmas, basically it`s about shops in Harrogate decorating their windows for Christmas. With nothing much better on at that time I have been watching it.
Betties Tea Room in Harrogate, Not my pic 
 All the shopkeepers or managers have been going to a florists wholesaler in Harrogate called Stemstyle. At one time I had an account there, but then they said “That My Gardening business did not fit their criteria” and more or less banned me! 
This is Stemstyle, their pic.
 That`s a bit sad really, back in my Punk days, it used to be pubs that wouldn’t serve me.
Not my pic  

Tuesday, 12 December 2017

The Lost Souls

I`m trying to help my mates and their band The Lost Souls. It seems that no matter how good a band is these days Promoters look at how many ‘Likes’ they have on Facebook, before they will book them! 
Do me a favour and give them a ‘like’ here: - https://www.facebook.com/thelostsoulsleeds/ 
Thanks 

Saturday, 2 December 2017

The Watery Grave

Back in may we had a weekend away in our caravan, and had a trip out to Malham for a walk to the falls. 
Waterfalls at Malham
On the way back we stopped at the next village, Kirkby Malham, we had lunch at The Victoria Pub. 
My pie for Lunch at The Victoria Pub, Kirkby Malham 
 Then a walk round the Church of St. Michael The Archangel and it`s Cemetery.
Church of St. Michael The Archangel 
 In there we found this sign on a gate
At the Church of St. Michael The Archangel 
 The grave belongs to a Colonel John Frederick Harrison, a sea captain.
The Watery Grave
More details can be found here:- https://yorkshirecdbooks.com/Yorksview/grave/

Monday, 27 November 2017

The Last Train Journey

As the last train of the day left Carlisle heading south, stopping at remote stations the late winter tourists and regular commuters began to be joined by an ever increasing number of shadowy black clad figures. They had the usual comments about train connections from Sheffield, York, Huddersfield and Leeds, but other than that the train made its way Silently over the dark moors till it reached Bleamoor Tunnel when a giant of a man with a long blond Dearthhawk and his partner, who was much smaller, gently made their way to the empty guards compartment and plugged a MP3 player into the trains PA system. As they pasted Bleamoor Sidings the sound of Wayne Hussey’s voice echoed though the carriages “I still believe in God, but God no longer believes in me” The commuters and tourists looked around in disbelieve.  
Ribblehead 
 Half way across Ribblehead Viaduct and just as the low winter sun cut through the dirt on the windows like strobe lights, falling onto the black clothing of the group of silent people the sudden squeal of the trains’ brakes mixed with the sound of howling guitars and the perfectly timed words “There’s a crystal view from my window”. At this the group stood up and make their way to the doors on the southern side of the carriages.
A tall, handsome man with perfect hair, a brocade dress coat and white frilly shirt carried a small ornate wooden box towards a door, another gentleman in black opened it ready for him and he was steadied by a the reassuring hand of a friend as he stepped over on to the parapet, two women escorted a third behind, she was not dressed as the group but was clearly upset and seemed to be the prime reason for the deed. Others followed and more came out of other doors along the train. The leader opened the box and cast the powdery contents skywards the wind taking it down the bleak Ribble Valley as the record sang “Over this land, all over this waste---land.” 
Ribblehead Viaduct NOT MY PIC
 On the train an old couple openly wondered if they had fallen in to a horror movie scene, whilst younger commuters began to take photos.
Now it had not been a coincidence that from Carlisle the train driver and guard  had been chatting to two particular railway enthusiasts, who, were also part of the group, with them, they came out to watch what was happening, but the taller of the two who was having trouble with his long hair and glasses pacified them saying “Not to worry, this won`t take long, we are doing this for a friend” while the other with long blond hair in a long leather coat smiled and suggested they returned inside as everyone was coming back in, their work here done.
Ribblehead Viaduct.
As the song finished and everyone had returned to their seats, the train recommenced it`s journey to Leeds, the group had melted back into the night along the way. Wondering if he had dreamed it, the driver walked through the carriages looking for any evidence of what he had witnessed. All that was to be found was a scroll left on a table, he opened it and read “Sorry for any inconvenience caused, please send any bills to Morrish Solicitors, Leeds office, they`ll know about it and settle any claims.”

Wednesday, 22 November 2017

Goth on the Croft 2018 calendar

I came across this super calendar rising money for The Sophie Lancaster Foundation a few weeks ago and decided to buy one for myself.
Goth on the Croft 2018 calendar`s Pic
It would make an ideal present for the Goth in your life, if not yourself.
Here`s a link to their Etsy Shop.
Goth on the Croft 2018 calendar`s Pic
 And here`s one to their FB page
Goth on the Croft 2018 calendar`s Pic
 In their words:-
“People who identify with the goth subculture, or indeed any other alternative subculture, can be found in all walks of life, even where you least expect- including the Scottish Highlands! Unfortunately, being different can lead to intolerance, prejudice and occasionally incidents of hate crime.
The Goth on the Croft 2018 calendar is a charity fundraising project in aid of the Sophie Lancaster Foundation- a charity which aims to `stamp out prejudice hatred and intolerance` by focusing on creating respect for and understanding of subcultures in our communities.
We at Goth on the Croft have worked hard with the help of local organisations to create this frighteningly fiendish 2018 photo wall calendar to raise funds for the Sophie Lancaster Foundation and to promote understanding and acceptance of alternative subcultures in our community.”
Goth on the Croft 2018 calendar`s Pic

Monday, 20 November 2017

Digging Up The Past?

You never know what you will find, till you put your spade in the ground. I was going to plant a shrub today. Hit something hard, yet hollow sounding. 
GPO manhole
A couple of inches down I found what turned out to be a GPO manhole. Lifted it to see if it was live, it was full of cables and had water running through it. I bet the broadband is slow then. 

Thursday, 9 November 2017

Gardeners, Shadows and Jehovah`s Witnesses

Yesterday where I was working, a group of  tidily dressed people came down the cul-de- sac, they were obviously Jehovah`s Witnesses. Although they knocked on the doors of the houses no body answered. So two came over to me, I was raking up leafs, but still tried to give me a leaflet.
Pic NOT mine.
ME: It`s okay I`ve just got a new bible yesterday
JWs: Oh that`s good do you read it a lot?
ME: When I say `Bible` I actually mean The Gardnerian Book of Shadows, but it`s like a bible for Pagans.
JWs: Stunned looks and silence. 

Here`s a link to where I bought mine from 

Thursday, 2 November 2017

Smailholm Tower

Back in summer, on our holidays in the Scottish Borders, we visited Smailholm Tower.
Smailholm Tower
 The Pictures are mine, but the following is copied from visit Scotland web site.
https://www.visitscotland.com/info/see-do/smailholm-tower-p252951
“Sited high on a rocky outcrop, Smailholm is a small rectangular tower set within a stone barmkin wall.
This 65 ft tower house was built by a well-known Scottish Borders family in the first half of the 15th century, and today you can enjoy stunning views of the surrounding countryside from Smailholm Tower’s battlements.
Inside the tower is a model of this Pringle residence and a charming collection of costume figures and tapestries relating to Sir Walter Scott's Minstrelsy of the Scottish Borders. It was the sight of Smailholm that fired Walter Scott's imagination when, as a young boy, he was brought up by his grandparents at the nearby farm of Sandyknowe.”
Smailholm Tower

Smailholm Tower

Smailholm Tower

View from top of Smailholm Tower

Me at Smailholm Tower

Smailholm Tower

Smailholm Tower

Wednesday, 25 October 2017

Spen`s Final Tango. Trailer.



This weekend we will be running the last ever event for our local Caravanning group (Spen Valley), which is about to fold due a shortage of new members.

Because it`s Halloween as well, this is what we have planned. 
Friday
The Bats Have Left the Bell Tower Game ~ The Bats have left the Bell Tower and are hiding around the market, some have taken with them the chewed up name badge of a classic horror movie star. Find the bats; which have a letter and number. Rearrange the letters to reveal who the movie star is.
Not my background to pic.
Saturday Night. Program
Bingo
Charity Auction ~ Getting rid, I mean selling off unused tom bowler prizes etc.
Wrap the Mummy Game ~ Turn your partner into a Mummy ~ using toilet roll ~against the clock.
The Bats Have Left the Bell Tower Game Answers
A Quiz, about bats, as it happens.
There will a Supper
Gary Gilmore Game ~ Find Gary Gilmore’s eyes~ Inter group challenge
Trick or treat Raffle ~ Some good prizes, some not so….
I will be playing relevant music throughout the evening
The Final Tango ~ The time to celebrate Spen’s passing ~ Music and words.
Fancy Dress is strongly encouraged
Not my background to pic.

Tuesday, 24 October 2017

Goth City Festival 2017

Held over 2 weeks and at various venues around Leeds
Here are some of my better snaps. (In A to Z)
1919

Alice Moving Under Skies

Byronic Sex and Exile (Joel)

Dearth Party UK

Gothzilla

Jan Doyle Band

Libitina 

Luxury Stranger 

The Glass House Museum 

The Webb
The usual thanks to Joel for all this, the bands, the crew and everyone who came and made this a wonderful event. ~~~ THANKS 

Friday, 15 September 2017

I`m been stalked by a Skip company.

5 emails and 2 ‘phone calls in the last 24 hours! From a Skip company. When does this officially become stalking?



Monday, 21 August 2017

When You`re a Gardener And a Sisters Fan

I hear the roar of a big machine
Two pulleys, belt in between
Hot metal and it’s slipped again

Lawnmower down.
Just in case there was ever any doubt I live in a surreal world 

Rhombus + Gothzilla + The Black Riders Cult at Crape Noctum, Leeds.

I had been offered a lift there and back, which meant I didn`t have to monitor my alcohol intake too closely, in fact I didn`t at all. ...