Shades of Grey All reet for those who likes' laffin... Thu, 24 Mar 2016 22:18:28 +0000 en-US hourly 1 Thu, 24 Mar 2016 22:18:28 +0000 After a rather long blogging sabbatical,  I have been coaxed to start writing again by Steven White the Journalist who has started up an online newspaper for Morley.

You can find stuff about street furniture at and my take on singing at

More to come!

Comments Sun, 22 Sep 2013 16:37:56 +0000 I am getting a large number of spam comments that Akismet isn’t catching.

As it has become a pain, I’ve closed off comments on old posts (over 90 days).

If you really want to comment on something, do it here.

Being called shades of grey… Wed, 11 Jul 2012 18:41:36 +0000 I wonder if my hit counts have gone up?

Nothing pervy here, apart from the incoming comments on the “Navy Blue knickers” post that are a bit iffy on occasion.

I was tagged on facebook in this photo though…

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Godspell to be staged in Morley next week Wed, 11 Jul 2012 18:37:38 +0000 From today’s Obtiser…

I am Spartacus… Sun, 13 May 2012 12:02:37 +0000

Story here, here, here, even here.

My view here. (NSFW)

Bradford CityPark Sun, 25 Mar 2012 12:25:31 +0000 Continue reading "Bradford CityPark"

I have been watching this public space being constructed ever since we moved into our new building at work.

It has been much maligned as an expensive folly but finally Bradford was buzzing with vast crowds & surreal attractions.

Yesterday evening was the grand opening Finale’, a climax to an afternoon of quirky events and the place was packed.

Here is some phone footage of the final sequence, complete with fireworks and the big 100′ jet to cap it off.

We were a bit puzzled to see the Liver Birds there earlier, especially as they were still happily perched on the Royal Liver Building four hours before…

So David finally gets to try out one of his Christmas presents… Sun, 05 Feb 2012 11:59:37 +0000 Sadie the dog is just a visitor...

Just in case you hadn’t worked it out…

A journey to the Empire of Makemland* Sun, 01 Jan 2012 20:58:23 +0000 Continue reading "A journey to the Empire of Makemland*"

I haven’t really been to Sunderland very much. My Mum worked there for about a year in the late 1960s, in a shop on Fawcett Street, the main retail street of the town. (It was still a town then, it became a City in the early 90’s). Living in Newcastle, Sunderland was a 2nd rate place by comparison but one saving grace was the vast Empire Theatre. I had one theatre trip as a Teenager to see Monty Python’s Flying Circus in 1974 and I wasn’t to know it, but my friend Mervyn was working there as the Board operator at the time.

The auditorium of the Empire is unusual- it doesn’t have conventional boxes either side of the stage, instead, it has tiered seating that resembles staircases sweeping down to the stage, although they don’t actually go anywhere. Bizarrely, there are substantial cupola topped boxes above at upper Circle level which have zero view of the stage and way too high for those who would have gone there in order to be seen.

Back to Mervyn, who worked seasonally at the Empire for much of the 1970s and researched much history of the building. He persuaded the then theatre Manager to let him take several artifacts that were otherwise going to be thrown away and he always wished that the Theatre Museum would accept them after he died.

Alas, the Theatre Museum (in the form of the V & A) were not particularly interested but the Theatre were delighted as they have gradually been recovering some of the treasures lost over the decades. So yesterday, we returned four items from Mervyn’s collection, namely a plant stand, an occasional table, a gallery ticket box and a mirror, along with some memorabilia in the form of Box office Cards and early programmes.

Here is the car loaded for the journey. The plant stand is on the passenger seat in this photo and we rearranged it several times to ensure the mirror was protected.1907 artifacts from (and destined to return to) the Sunderland Empire
The mirror is very special- there were two very large and two small mirrors in the auditorium at Circle level and if you look closely at the lower photo on the front cover of this 1913 Programme, you can see the large one on the left below the swags and you can just see one of the small ones on the wall to the left of the curved box-like arcade frontages. (Obviously there is no way of telling which side of the Auditorium Mervyn’s mirror was hung).

When I visited in the ’70s, the theatre was green and cream, it is now red and cream, as can be seen from my camera snapshot. (We stayed for the show!) Much of the fine detail has been painted out and from talking to our host any form of historic restoration sounds unlikely, although there was an extensive stage house expansion in 2004 so that the venue can take the biggest touring shows.

By the way, the term “Makem” is mildly derogatory by Geordies but the Wearsiders obviously take it in good spirit, judging by these sweets spotted in an excellent sweet shop spotted in Fawcett Street.


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So as the festive season approaches… Tue, 20 Dec 2011 20:44:56 +0000 A quick opinion from the Office Grinch. 

(Hat tip to George for the anti-festive hat, also Pickaxe Pete for the photo. Pete says he has a hat like that as well somewhere).

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Movember Update Wed, 16 Nov 2011 19:43:34 +0000 Day sixteen in the big bruiser house. I had a vague fear that my hairy lip would be more white than black but fortunately that isn’t the case.
Day sixteen of Movember

I’m looking forward to Friday…

By the way, you can sponsor me here…

RIP the King of Bling Sat, 29 Oct 2011 20:24:51 +0000 Continue reading "RIP the King of Bling"


(For the background to this Photo, see an earlier blogpost here)

For all his faults, he was very sincere in his charity work, as confirmed by my Auntie who was a Nurse; he wasn’t precious about emptying bedpans. He actually had an Office (or at least a room with his name on the door) on the top floor of the Wellcome Wing at the Leeds General Infirmary, Karen had seen it when she was working there for the Ethics Committee.

Under the Spell Wed, 12 Oct 2011 12:05:26 +0000 Continue reading "Under the Spell"

I became enthralled by the musical Godspell back in the early 1970s. I regularly used to go to the Newcastle Theatres to see all sorts of shows, by myself or with my Mum. (I was still a teenager back then!) We thought we knew what to expect with Godspell as we had seen Jesus Christ Superstar a few months earlier on a trip to London (my Dad had declined, as although he was an atheist, he regarded it as blasphemous!) Superstar was a very slick show with a striking set, colourful costumes and elaborate dance routines whereas by contrast Godspell was much simpler, just a three sided steel wire mesh fence reminiscent of an American urban neighbourhood playground. (It may have even had a basketball hoop).

Whilst in Superstar the musicians were onstage in view (embedded in the set), the musicians were out of sight in Godspell, not even in the orchestra pit. The cast, however, were onstage practically all the way through the show, including the interval (but more of that later!)

I remember sitting near the back of the stalls centre aisle the first time I saw the show, having noticed a rather intrusive vertical scaffold pipe (with a Strand Electric Pattern 263 at the top) at the very back of the centre stalls on the way in and thinking it looked rather out of place amongst the gilt and velvet.

The opening number for Godspell is rather odd- the cast in drab costumes reciting philosophers, then singing about them in counterpoint. The first impressions of both myself and my Mum were along the lines of “Oh no! Pretentious Crap!” …when suddenly, a horn sounded behind us and the John the Baptist character marched down the aisle preparing us for the way of the Lord and joy was unconfined. (Or at least it was until Jesus got crucified near the end of the second half, which put a temporary dampener on things).

The big twist in Godspell was that in the interval, the cast invite the audience up on stage to share in a demijohn of wine. I remember my first time doing this, gazing out at the auditorium with an audience in, noticing all the stagehands loitering downstage either side to prevent punters straying into the Wings and then the cast sloping off five minutes in for a rest and possibly a quick fag. (They could still smoke in their dressing rooms then).

I only recall being invited onstage as an audience member (rather than being singled out!) for one other show- Chaucer’s Pilgrims Progress at reading Hexagon, where the cast were holding a market before the show, actually selling cakes & nick-nacks from stalls .

Godspell is more of a happening than a performance and it has a lot of songs in it, performed in a variety of styles. We did it at school of course and people still talk about my lighting. (Well, my Mum mentioned it recently!) I ended up seeing the 1970s touring version three times, first at the Newcastle Theatre Royal, second at the Nottingham Theatre Royal (which coincided with a backstage visit shortly after re-opening so we had crawled all over the building earlier). The third time was at Coventry Belgrade Theatre, when I saw for myself how low the grid there was. (The Belgrade is the same vintage as my good self, money was a bit tight back then and most of it went on the public spaces).

The movie version completely passed me by for some reason and the next opportunity to see it again was a revival at Leeds Grand in the mid ‘90s. Having talked it up to Karen, the show was a big disappointment. Firstly, it was half full, with the raising of the House Lights for some enforced clapping during song number 2 being nothing short of embarrassing. Secondly, the songs had been souped up for the era, which worked well for the slow ones but the fast ones sounded like Kylie & Jason synth-pop. The sharing of wine at the interval had been dispensed with and whilst the show was still good, it felt like a hollow shell compared with the original. (Sometimes being dated is more preferable than being brought up-to-date).

The irony of the 90s show was that we had gone on a Saturday night; we were back in the Grand on the Monday evening to see Return to Forbidden Planet and the place was full to the rafters & rocking…

Anyway, fast forward many years, during which time the Greys migrated from a Couple to a Family. We had stumbled across a small amateur society from Whitworth performing the Madness musical “Our House” in Rochdale last year and decided that they were one to keep an eye on. This year, they were doing a double header of 42nd Street and Godspell performed over two successive weeks. As it happened, we noticed on their Facebook site that they were giving a platform performance of Godspell in a Church Hall in Whitworth a few weeks before the show so we went along out of curiosity. Anyway, they blew us away. Whilst by no means perfect, they gave spirited performances of all the songs, the only let-down to me being “On the Willows” which was sung in a rather shouty way by the backing guitarist. We were surprised to win a minor prize in the raffle, and even more surprised to find that it was a signed photo of one of the cast members who was famous even though we’d never heard of him…

On to the show itself, and in the third row of a packed but intimate Curtain Theatre sat just behind the Town Mayor (complete with Ponytail). The show seemed to be the best bits of the original, with skilful adaption of all the successful twists that are around on YouTube. The stage was a simple decking set with a somewhat over the top lighting rig (for such a small venue) but it remained tamed and restrained such that it never stole the show. It played with the usual cast of ten (Jesus and nine disciples) in what could be called a hybrid of modern dress and fanciful clothes (the original show had a bit of a hippy clown theme to the costumes but the Superman T shirt logo for Jesus was retained for this production). two songs were particularly memorable- “All for the best”, originally a soft shoe shuffle but played in “Diddy Dick & Dom” style with puppet bodies & oversize heads, the other was “All good gifts” which was performed as a boy band number, with the five earnest singers with microphones on high stools. How they managed not to corpse I have no idea, one in particular was looking so earnest and he swapped his mic for a recorder in one fell swoop to near hysteria from the audience!

As to the Celeb- it was Mr. C.J. De Mooi who is well known from a TV show called Eggheads and he was playing the  role of both John the Baptist & Judas. When he entered to sing “Prepare ye…” I noticed that the Band provided an abundance of musical cues for the start note and I quickly realised why, when he started to sing he was a semitone flat, which of course backfired on him nine bars later when the band started playing along correctly, sharp to his flat. To his credit, he recovered and sang very well the rest of the show. It seems that he would like to diversify his career into musical theatre and he awaits his West End calling.

One noble tradition was retained in the show- the audience were invited onstage in the interval to partake in the wine, although it has to be said that there wasn’t very much of it- one bottle and ten tiny shot glasses, props for the communion scene later in the show (bottle topped up of course). There weren’t too many of the audience joined the cast onstage, they mostly went to the bar or to get an Ice Cream.

I did wonder how much the staging of the show would prove to be better than the already very good platform performance and the answer was it improved it a hundred fold; the cast were happy, sassy, tight and were obviously enjoying themselves immensely.

Digging into the history of the show I realised that the 1973 film was available on DVD so I ordered it on Amazon. Whilst rather twee and dated (the cast look and behave like hippies way after their time) it was still pleasantly watchable, unlike the contemporaneous film version of Superstar which is widely detested by many lovers of the show.

Onwards a few months and a chance browse of some brochures revealed that another small amateur society was performing Godspell, this time, a lot closer to home. We had never heard of the Goodwood AOS but we decided to go and see them as even if the show was terrible it was a night out and the opportunity to visit a new theatre in the area.

The Lawrence Batley Theatre is in Huddersfield and is a conversion of a very large Methodist chapel into an intimate 400-ish seater courtyard theatre. The external walls were retained and it has an excellent forecourt setting in the street scene. I had seen the technical write-ups from when it opened in the mid noughties but the only thing that stuck in my mind about the venue was that there was no access to the grid above the stage. (I think the reasoning behind that was that there was normally no reason to go on the grid outside of routine maintenance. However, if nothing else, occasional cleaning prevents dust cascading down during 1812 Overtures complete with Cannon & Mortar orchestration!)

The only obvious compromise to the theatre (& only obvious from behind the building or if the stage is clear) is that the stage has a curved back wall, something shared with the People’s Theatre in Jesmond, although they did it like that deliberately when they converted it from a Cinema in the 1960s in order to get a permanent curved cyclorama, which was still in vogue at the time. (By the way, happy centenary guys!)

So- to the show. We were in the front row and for some quirky reason the first few rows were fairly empty but the rest of the Stalls was fairly full, along with people on the two three-sided galleries and side tiers. The stage setting was a bit urban looking- a park bench, some road signs, some toys, some graffiti on scenic flats, a few seats, two potted bushes and a lamp post. A staircase disappeared down into the (empty) orchestra pit. To the rear, a scaffold structure created a balcony and five tarp screens (3 up, 2 down), a centre entrance below.

Perusing the programme, we were surprised to see that the cast had a full company, the ten principal actors and a chorus. The show was performed in modern dress (Judas looking a bit like the Terminator with his long leather coat, shades and water pistol) but the way it was performed was very close to the original show as I remember it, including soft shoe shuffle for “All for the best” (along with the Chicka-boom chorus) and mainly Female voices in “On the Willows”.

We weren’t invited onstage in the interval but they got round the lyric encouraging us to “let’s have some wine!” by getting a Wino to shout it on the park bench, a clever bit of direction.

The show was very well performed and the second half became dramatically very dark as it progressed towards the inevitable kerfuffle towards the end. The cast came back with a lively “Megamix” and certainly left us wanting more. There were times when it felt that there were too many people onstage who weren’t really adding value to the show between the numbers though, not uncommon in amateur shows. On a positive note, Goodwood are now on the list of Amateur Societies worth going to see, along with Halifax, Sheffield, Leeds and Whitworth. The trouble is, the more we see, the higher the bar it sets for our local Morley AOS to raise!

The Town Hall Clock Sun, 09 Oct 2011 16:54:27 +0000 Continue reading "The Town Hall Clock"

This is a song that I wrote to be performed at Morley Folk club, where I am a regular floor singer. It has had one public outing, after which I subsequently revised it to make the verses longer and to have less choruses. After all, it isn’t a shanty! I’m pleased to say that the Morley Literature Festival have accepted it for their NowThen! Morley web project.

In eighteen hundred and ninety five,
The men from Potts brought the movement alive.
They tested it then made it still,
then horses dragged it up Churwell Hill.
Five bells were cast and hauled aloft,
whilst the politicians supped and scoffed.
Four faces does the town clock show
that’s twice as many as down below.

Behold the Town Hall Clock, Its Morley’s time bedrock.
It’s heard throughout the town, and seen for miles around

In nineteen hundred and sixty one,
The wellington street mill’s days were done.
It went up like a tinderbox
and the sparks and embers blew across.
The tower dome it caught alight.
the firemen battled all the night.
The children have momentos still,
the lead that ran down Dawson hill.

Behold the Town Hall Clock, Its Morley’s time bedrock.
It’s heard throughout the town, and seen for miles around.

The Council they went back to Potts,
and got a new clock in a big blue box.
No longer did they need the key,
it winds up now by electricity.
The clock is mostly going strong,
but now and then it goes horribly wrong.
It’s not internet time but you’d never guess,
it’s protected now by a UPS!

Behold the Town Hall Clock, Its Morley’s time bedrock.
It’s heard throughout the town, and seen for miles around.

Now only Smiths can climb above,
with the pigeons and the occasional Dove.
If you want to go up, you’re out of luck,
cos’ the ‘elfen safety say get to… Leeds.
The clock shines out throughout the night,
contrasting with the church in white.
St. Mary’s told the time as well,
but now its just a blackened shell.

Forlorn, St. Mary’s clock,
Will it ever again tick tock?

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Cash for… err…the war on terror Sat, 24 Sep 2011 13:09:47 +0000 (Pay no attention to that rude word near the curtain).

These guys crack me up. More over at IndieGogo.

(A couple of years back I bought Karen the War on Terror board game for Christmas. We have yet to play it…)

Shaking the money tree… Fri, 16 Sep 2011 20:51:09 +0000 Continue reading "Shaking the money tree…"

I’ve never had any involvement with Bailiffs, however I have recently read that they frequently break the law but the Police aren’t interested, calling it a Civil matter.

Then Bradford Council tried to swindle Dr. Richard North (from the EUReferendum blog…)


To-kill a bailiff

Attacking the money tree

The siege of bradford

Fighting back

Good advice

Siege-of-Bradford day two

Shaking the money tree

Siege of bradford day three

Rule of law

Suicide note from the centre


I have picked out the pertinent posts in order. I like this observation from a commenter-

“It is very simple; they baited you, they got hit by an exocet, they did not even feel the impact and now they are sinking. “

I’ve already asked LCC via FOI his question about numbers and costs to see if Leeds are playing the same game.

It is an interesting statistic that so many people don’t pay their Council Tax until the summons stage, and that the mainstream media don’t report it…









Life goes on… Sat, 13 Aug 2011 09:22:12 +0000 Continue reading "Life goes on…"

This touching thought arrived in my inbox from a friend who is facing the imminent loss of a loved one.

People are wicked, wonderful and everything in between.
In the end, it’s all just a question of finding the right ones to be with, isn’t it?
And remembering to enjoy them while you’ve got them (which is the hard part).

My thoughts are with him and his family at this time.

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The Victorian Internet Mon, 08 Aug 2011 20:48:00 +0000 Continue reading "The Victorian Internet"

This is apparently the last remaining cable hut anywhere- where undersea cables come ashore from foreign climes. (Although not trans-atlantic, being south of Lands End, these ones go to places like Portugal, Gibraltar & Bilbao). It is a unique relic of the Cable Museum at Porthcurno.

Despite both Karen and myself being steeped in Telecommunications heritage, the museum wasn’t quite as interesting as we were expecting it to be. It does have some interesting wartime tunnels though.




Back from the west country Sat, 06 Aug 2011 18:45:35 +0000 Continue reading "Back from the west country"

We have just spent a very pleasant week down in Cornwall, staying on a small, quiet caravan site.

Reviewing my photos, I was bemused to see that visitors to St. Michael’s Mount were happy to paddle across the still covered causeway rather than queue up for the little boats.

(We caught the boat going, walked across a dry causeway returning).

Tools of the trade Fri, 22 Apr 2011 21:44:16 +0000 A very clever collage leaving present to colleague Brian by his Boss Graham…


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Not The Royal Wedding Video Fri, 22 Apr 2011 18:18:20 +0000

(This is based on an American wedding walkdown seen on Youtube a while back).

Hat tip Ken Frost…

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