November 2014

Am in the Kop at Valley Parade at half time. Bradford City are leading Leyton Orient 1-0.

Earlier me, Dave Pendleton and author Steve Jenkins of Orient presented a ‘show’ about the 12 players from both teams that were killed by WWI at the Jacobs, followed by a short ceremony at Bradford’s war memorial.

It was fitting and moving. Joe filmed it so there will be an on-line record.

Over £50 was collected for memorial funds.

Myself, Dave Pendleton and Steve from Orient will be doing a short talk at the Jacobs, Bradford, tomorrow at 12.00 for 12.30. Followed by a short walk to the War Memorial, where the names of the fallen from both teams will be read out.

Hopefully I will be projecting images for both. It will be moving however it works. If it works well it might be close to a fitting and memorable tribute to men that never came back.

Put a poster for a Christmas Pylons and Pie but forgot to put it on this blog. I cannot create a link to that page, for reasons I cannot figure (maybe the codes I know are gone like the hair).

Just search for Christmas Pylons and Pie.

The show is listed in all the London on-line listings, so I might get an odd soul actually showing up to see what this ‘Bradford based poet and showman’ has to say about pylons, and pies.

I do not feel much iller than normal for the time and place, but am coughing coloured lumps.

Took the photo earlier this morning.
The title comes from a Nick Drake record played in the Parcel Yard, Kings Cross, on Saturday morning.
Nick Drake died 25th November, 1974.


Me and Joe were sitting on the Grad Central train for Bradford yesterday when Heidi walked past the window. I obviously banged on the window. She normally goes to sit in the unreserved seats at the front, but it turned out her reserved seat was on the other side of the aisle from us! As I said: she must have done something really bad to get that kind of luck.

It was a lovely journey back. We said goodbye to Joe at Halifax.

I got a taxi home to drop my stuff, then went on in the same taxi to North Parade. The driver is the only man I have talked to who remembered the old Market Tavern in Bradford, which J.B.Priestley wrote about as the venue of the Old Comrades reunion in English Journey, and it was demolished at the same time as the old Kirkgate Market.

Drank in the new Record Cafe bar, went to Bradford City, then carried on on North Parade.

I am shattered today.



Joe has fallen in love with Brighton.




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