My 78th ground of the current 92 was Leicester City's King Power stadium, which I went to with my Foxes supporting pal James Armstrong a...

Me afer watching too much telly (Fauda) One of the things I've missed the most in the time this blog has been neglected has been writing...

  The life of this blog is hanging by a thread, but I refuse to give up. The one feature I've managed to keep going on it this year has ...

What’s Boris Johnson really like? Nicola Headlam  should know because she was one of the most senior civil servants at the Northern Powerhou...

"Really good episode" says former civil servant David Higham, a man who knows his history and appreciates insight. This week we ta...

Our radio show is a product of the fanzine generation. Passionate, homespun, authentic and sometimes a bit seat of our pants.  I was reminde...

I sent my mate Trevor a message a couple of weeks ago fearing the worst over the rail strikes and backing out of a trip to London for the Le...

We really loved our city break to Porto in July, but probably saw less of the city than we would have done as it was so hot and we discovere...

Lunch of the month for October had slightly richer pickings than September, but I have opted not to include any lunches from Porto, where we...

I did a talk to the Marple and District Probus Club last week. Formed in 1972, they offer a chance for retired people to meet socially, conv...

Sitting having lunch in one of the most spectacular of beauty spots overlooking the magnificent city of Porto, northern Portugal I heard a f...

The foundation of my love of music was the media that provided the running commentary on the styles, scenes and sounds I grew up with. Witho...

  I scanned back through my September photos and Instagram posts and only found two lunches that genuinely qualify for the lunch of the mont...

Looking back August was another good month for lunches in Manchester and Stockport, but I probably need to experiment a bit more, given thos...

What's the phrase? Fail to prepare, prepare to fail. No, I don’t fail, not on Freshwalks , or on outdoor adventures. I just don’t. I don...