I love Germany. Let me make that abundantly clear. However, there is one “tradition” here that has annoyed me more and more in the years that I have come to be living in this country. It is: eavesdropping on private phone calls. This happens almost every time I am sitting in a café, whether that […]
Category: Food and drink
I love the ukelele. I love George Formby. Now sit back and listen to this fine version of my favourite song of his. Long live me little stick of Blackpool rock!
The following is a little piece I wrote at my creative writing group session this evening. “What if God was one of us?” sang Joan Osborne, “Just a stranger on a bus, trying to find his way home…” Doubtless He, too, would come, sit down and rattle on to me about His life and times […]
RSM: Regimental Sergeant Major, also known as the Regimental Scary Monster, the senior soldier in a British Army regiment. Don’t cross him. He is a strict disciplinarian, because he has to be. As Church Warden, during the recent CV-19 situation, I’ve lost count of the number of times I’ve started a sentence when speaking to […]
Today I attended church and listened to a very interesting sermon all about the Feeding of the 5000, a Bible story I first heard at primary school in the late 1970’s. The Feeding of the 5000 is the only one of Jesus’ miracles that is mentioned in all four gospels. It was, in fact, 5000 […]
The Waiting Room: in German – Das Wartezimmer. That’s what I call my local cafe. Why? Because it used to be used by a group of eight OAP’s sitting like cuckoos in the nest, sipping one cup of coffee each and sitting there from 11am till 12 noon, or 12:30. I think the record once […]
Lealholm
Lealholm: it rhymes with “peel ’em” (sometimes with “peel home”). It’s a village in the Yorkshire Moors, as well as a station on the Esk Valley Railway Line. What’s there to see? Come by train. It saves the hassle of parking. Come and visit: The Board Inn pub Actually I must admit the last time […]
The last F-word was: Fail. Today’s F-words are: Factions Families Folienkartoffel Fish’n’chips (ok, that’s three words) Last August, Schatz and I visited God’s County, Yorkshire, staying in Masham and visiting Thornton Watlass, Bedale and Leyburn. Schatz and I had arranged to meet my Uncle A, the elder brother of my Dad. Nothing out of the […]
Robin Hood’s Bay. It’s nowhere near Nottingham or Sherwood Forest. It’s just south of Whitby. What’s it got to do with Robin Hood? No idea. See the Wikipedia article. What’s there? The youth hostel: I’ve never stayed there, though some of my classmates at College Town Junior School, Berkshire did, when I was 10. My […]
Come to Yorkshire for the Dales, the Moors, the views, Brymor ice cream. Come to North Yorkshire for the postboxes set in beautiful surroundings in the tiniest hamlet! (FYI: hamlet – a small settlement, generally one smaller than a village, and strictly (in Britain) one without a church.) Have a look at this beautiful specimen […]