GEOFF BOTTOMS relishes a profoundly human portrait of a family as it evolves across 55 years in Sheffield
RARELY has the phrase "poetic justice" had a sweeter or more appropriate application.
Last Friday week, I was on stage at the Bob Crow Education Centre in Doncaster doing a gig for the RMT as part of their summer festival when the news came through that Charles Horton had resigned. Celebrations ensued.
Horton, as long-suffering passengers and railway staff will know, was the boss of Govia Southern, the simultaneously vindictively and totally ineptly run government-backed franchise which Grayling and his minions earmarked to push through the driver-only train legislation so bitterly opposed by the RMT.
Warming up for his Durham gig, the bard pays attention to the niceties of language
The bard gives us advance notice of his upcoming medieval K-pop releases
The bard mourns the loss of comrades and troubadours, and looks for consolation with Black Country Jess



