Bradwan's Blog



Bradford Uni archers teaching Lost Sports Grounds of Bradford tourers how to shoot arrows on Bradford (Park Avenue)’s pitch. 



Me and Dave Pendleton. 



On Drummond Road. Richard was the driver. Everyone on the bus was smiling. We brought smiles everywhere we went. 



Keith thought it was a football and kicked it. I spotted the bits were from the biggest fungi I had ever seen. 





It was growing near the far left corner. 



Test run of Saturday’s, sold out, Lost Sports Grounds of Bradford. 



It was a struggle though. 





These cats come from different houses, and play in this garden. They both like me. 



I’d just spent hours tending a fire off my prunings and cuttings, some pruned and cut many years ago. I had finished roast chicken leg dinner, and had red Spanish wine in my hand. These two were in the garden. I joined them. 

I used the stuffing to coat the chicken before roasting. Par boiled new potatoes and white cabbage; olive oil fried onion, pepper and mushrooms; all finished in the oven. Bloody lovely. 



I made this years ago.