Accomplishment isn’t a steady set of milestones for those committed to a life in art. It is a craggy trail over a beautiful and ever-changing landscape. To the successful artist, rejection letters are the crumbs that lead you...
Read MoreIt’s been a weird summer over here at Fleedneedles Forage. In my last blog, I mused over how hawthorn blossom heralded the beginning of warmer days, little realising that the next two months were going to be some of the hottest...
Read MoreI have to admit that when I saw the line-up for Cotton Clouds music festival in Saddleworth this year the only band I really fancied was Sister Sledge. I’m not saying the other acts weren’t superb – they were. I was...
Read MoreA drunk woman gesticulates at me. “The back of the line for beer is there.” “What you on about?” I reply (and by now, I’m sober). She goes: “I’ve been stood here for an hour.” “Yeah, I know,” I say. “I’ve been stood...
Read MoreThis Whit Friday found me in the South Pennine town of Diggle which has hosted a brass band contest since 2013 as part of the annual Whit Friday Brass Band Contests in and around Saddleworth. The one defining element of the...
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