Cotton tithes matter

Preston, and scores of other Lancashire towns, prospered exponentially from the first wave of the Industrial Revolution. Their streets were paved with gold (for a few) because their sheets were plied with cotton.  The cotton was cheap because the labourers who produced it were not paid.  They were purchased. How should we declare our debt and pay our dues?

You only Bond thrice

I grew up next door to James Bond.  This is true.  His parents had one of the best fish and chip shops in Preston.  Bond’s Chip Shop on St Gregory Road in Deepdale, barely two goal-kicks from the Preston North End football stadium, would boast queues doubling round the shop space and spilling outside onto … Continue reading You only Bond thrice

Nine from ‘Nineteen

  The most popular uneasywords of 2019   Another year of blogging done. Here, in reverse order, are the most popular uneasywords posts of 2019: At number 9 is a post from November 2018 explaining how the paintings of Jack Vettriano inspired a musical theatre show: Swinging with the Singing Butler. Number 8 is also … Continue reading Nine from ‘Nineteen

Sigh no more

(Extracted from Will at the Tower) Will rubbed the ache from his eyes.  He could remember nothing of the night. The mattress beneath him was coarse and sank sharp shards into his naked back. The sunlight seared across the ceiling rebounding off the lime wash. There were no familiar scents in the air, but the … Continue reading Sigh no more

To whom it may concern

A seasonal ghost story I am well aware of the dangers of walking alone late at night.  I do so by choice, frequently, most nights.  This is because I cannot sleep.  And I’m looking for someone. If you are tempted to walk home after the bars close my advice is always call a cab, but … Continue reading To whom it may concern