My long-time friend Pam and I had decided to meet up in Liverpool… not realising that the Giants would be making their farewell tour the same weekend. We did our best not to let them get in the way but as you can see… the crowds were HUGE! Thankfully, we could escape lots of them by visiting Tate Liverpool…
In London, you’re never more than six feet away from a rat. In Leeds, you’re never more than six metres away from an Uber.
We can and should do both: but which is better?
And will anyone mourn their passing?
Tha’ can allus tell a Yorkshireman… but tha’ can’t tell ‘im much.
… I shall drink purple. This is called a Black Jack, a rum-based cocktail at Alchemist in Leeds. Pour over the ice, then squirt something out of a syringe onto it. Meh.
Extremely silly, but I do like this! The Stick Song it’s based on is good too…
While trying to put into words what I was feeling, I hit upon an unexpected answer.
No jokes involving lemmings and cliffs, please…
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