Every time I pull into Leeds Station I look out for the three Italian towers. Over the years they have become increasingly hard to spot among the plain, anonymous new-builds along the Leeds Liverpool Canal, and I suspect they...
Read MoreI had been forewarned that my esteemed Editor and sometime luncheon companion was on Scout duty, the Brunette was two-timing me with another lunch date and the Blonde was at work, so it was to be dining solo. While I enjoy...
Read MoreAs keen readers of OperaWatch will know (thank you, Freda and Eric Thwaites), summer is traditionally a quiet period for opera here in the North. While opera companies are off sunning themselves on beaches across Europe in a...
Read MoreIt is one of my good fortunes to visit Barcelona twice a year, something I have done since 2011. I almost feel like a returning resident. I stay in the Gracia district, far from the madding crowds of La Ramblas and Barceloneta....
Read MoreThings have been a little quiet here at Hamiltonic. A bit like the island in Whisky Galore before the ship full of whisky runs aground, the optics have been drying out. Then, as if by an act of God, our boat comes in. An...
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