It’s midday on the last Saturday of September and, with summer drawing to a close, we are driving through the winding country rounds in to the picturesque town of Holmfirm. Even though filming had wrapped up back in 2010, Holmfirth is perhaps most famous for having been the set location for the classic British sitcom... Continue Reading →
‘Good things come to those who wait’... Yep, it may be an age old adage with connections that draws imagery of a pint of Ireland’s finest upon utterance, but there’s probably some truth behind it. It may perhaps sound a little romantic, but aren’t the best things in life those that we’ve held out for... Continue Reading →
We’d arrived home at around 2pm on a cold November afternoon in 2014, and found ourselves sat agasp on the driveway. Something was wrong with the house!... Having just arrived back from our Mexican Honeymoon adventure, after nearly 24hours of travelling, I had lost track of whether the bleary eyes were from the Margaritas or... Continue Reading →
There’s a shootout! One man fires but misses. His adversary takes aim and fires a killer blow. There’s a knowing look. Inaudible words are exchanged. A grown man in tears. It’s over...a nation mourns. Ah. Italia 1990. Every four years when the World Cup comes back around, we Brits find a way to revel in... Continue Reading →
The people’s champion. A man amongst men. A handsome & loveable rogue. Charitable and kind, and yet a macho master of the art of archery. And boy, can this guy rock a pair of tights... Now, you could be forgiven for making the fair assumption that I’d started this blog with a bit of ‘self... Continue Reading →
As I kissed my pregnant wife goodbye, I headed off in to the brisk Wakefield afternoon. I was out unchaperoned for the evening, and little did she know that before long I would be found roaming the evening streets with two birds on either arm... By now, the guilt was starting to set in. Would... Continue Reading →
I once watched a drunk man, wearing nothing but his boxer shorts and a smile, step barefoot from a porta-cabin toilet in to (...let's give him the benefit of the doubt here) 'definitely just mud' that went up to the middle of his shins. Assessing his surroundings, and taking a couple of seconds to enjoy... Continue Reading →
To tinker; 'to attempt to repair or improve something in a casual or desultory way'. Now. I think it would be a fair assessment to say that I've never been the handiest of chaps when it comes to repairs or general DIY. Indeed, as a teenager, I once found myself locked out of the house... Continue Reading →
'Hi! Come on in! Have some gin! I've put tea & biscuits in it!'. Ok, so I've had more conventional welcomes (though none have ever been quite so enthusiastic!). And I'll admit to perhaps being a little apprehensive. But if I'm honest with you... he had me at 'gin' and 'biscuits'... But first - I... Continue Reading →
The Gin Shelf 
Recent Comments