Against The Grain

YOU USED TO SPEAK THE TRUTH BUT NOW YOU’RE CLEVER It’s that time of year again. The frosts have lifted, only just. The birds are optimistic. Shoots are pushing up Continue reading →

The Moonshine Plays Cheap Tricks

VIEWS FROM THE TOWER  From the tenth floor of a Brutalist block I watch the smouldering sky tear seams in the Chapeltown horizon. It is a rolling Constable epic, splattered with Continue reading →

The Leeds Side Streets That I Slip Down

I WONDER TO MYSELF Well, well, well. It appears that Faber editor Lee Brackstone has been grovelling to Morrissey via The Thought Fox website – he obviously is desperate for Continue reading →