August 2018
August 31, 2018
August 31, 2018
D.W.Wall & Son butchers, Ludlow. Pie as good as it looks. They do faggots as well!
Posted by bradwan under UncategorizedLeave a Comment
August 31, 2018
32 minutes late into Ludlow. I could claim 50% back.
Posted by bradwan under UncategorizedLeave a Comment
August 31, 2018
Millstone, J.W.Lees pub, Manchester. Open 10.00. A rare thing now-a-days. Good pint. Not first in.
Posted by bradwan under UncategorizedLeave a Comment
August 30, 2018
Eni’s last Sparrow shift before returning to Hungary. She’s trying to sort the card machine in her last hours of work. My bar will be worse. My country’s turning to shit.
Posted by bradwan under UncategorizedLeave a Comment
August 28, 2018
Rehearsal of ‘When We Are Married’ in Centenary Square wi Sarah Lister-Blow, plus.
Posted by bradwan under UncategorizedLeave a Comment
I know Sarah because she worked in the Sparrow.
I met her and her husband at Eni’s leaving do last week. I asked her if she knew of anyone who’d act Annie Parker (“I’ve listen for hours and hours to all your dreary talk…”) opposite me on 13th. Sept.
The way she said:
“Maybe.”
Made me instinctively ask her if she’d do it; and she said yes.
She’s a natural. She hardly acted at school, but she’s been married for 28 years, and spent long hours serving me in the Sparrow, and she just seemed to be a Yorkshire lass, after 25 years, who: “…though I was married to you so I ought to put up with you.”
We were supposed to meet in Jacobs, but that’s shut for work.
We sat down in Centenary Square, were there was a old fashioned brass key and big fob.
We read through half the scene when a bloke turned up ask after the key.
He then asked for money. I gave him some for originality, but I would bet the Pound I gave him that he was sat in the Golden Goose and used the key as begging bait.
Like I said: original; but if I see the key again it goes down a drain.
August 26, 2018
Such a lovely day. Left Roger’s party. Ben & Francine (I hope names are right) ran after me to say goodbye. I always assume I’m peripheral, but bless those who prove me wrong.
Posted by bradwan under UncategorizedLeave a Comment
Keighley bus station. Of a Sunday.
August 26, 2018
August 26, 2018
Roger, big breaths, Beaumont blows out 70 birthday candles in one short blow.
Posted by bradwan under UncategorizedLeave a Comment
August 26, 2018
Roger Beaumont’s utterly splendid 70th. The family photo.
Posted by bradwan under UncategorizedLeave a Comment