Is it vegetarian?

This is where they cast “The Angel Of the North”.





I fucking love “The Angel Of the North”, when you approach it from Durham it hits you, and is so inspiring and beautiful.
My escort told me there is a sculpture in St Helens that affects you in the same way, anyone seen it?

http://www.dreamsthelens.com/

The Spanish artist commissioned for the piece originally proposed a miner’s helmet (St Helens is a mining town) but they knocked him back and said they wanted something forward looking.

H Downs used to have some maquette men in their yard, but the Gormley estate complained so they were removed.


Harold Wilson was born in Huddersfield, who knew? Here’s his statue in St George’s Square:



When St George’s Square was renovated, they wished to move his statue from the square centre to in front of ”The Head Of Steam” pub, his widow pulled some strings though and the re-positioning must wait until she dies.

Osadia were my favourite performers. They were basically hair dresser robed in costume outfits. They beckoned people from the crowd to have fantastic creations with their hair. They never spoke and had a deadpan expression at all times, it was a mesmerising experience. The coolest thing was back at the artists dressing rooms though, we were just leaving when they walked in and they raised their ball gown masks to cover their faces and maintain an air of mystery, so fucking cool.
Their fee was £5000, plus flights from Spain and accommodation etc.



http://www.osadiaonline.com/

My escort took me for a tour of Huddersfield town hall, and this was the concert area:



She thought it was lovely, I thought it was gaudy and ugly. This could have been rectified if my favourite, immo, was tinkling those ivories on stage.


I loved “Byram Arcade”. It was beautiful space. They had some bands and dances here throughout the festival.



The council had planned to have exhibitions in some of the unused shops, but just recently they’ve all been taken and is now transformed from the wasteland it once was.

http://www.examiner.co.uk/news/local-west-yorkshire-news/2010/11/24/revival-on-way-for-historic-byram-arcade-86081-27702502/

There used to be a poets society or something on one of the floors, but my escort “chased them away”. Well, she stopped their funding.

The “Corian Bench” was on display in Byram Arcade:



The room wasn’t big enough to allow me to retreat far enough to fit the whole exhibit in the picture, so here’s your cycling obsessed reporter sitting on it:



I complained that there was no information on the piece, but was told the gallery owner didn’t agree with such things, and wished the viewer to form their own interpretation.
Various institutes in Huddersfield are fighting over who will receive the bench after the festival, the university seems it be ahead in the race.

The bench was designed by Amanda Levete:

http://www.amandalevetearchitects.com/

Apparently she designed the media pod at lords cricket ground and the moon that was at Galsto this year.

Here’s me with a “Festival of Light” tabard on pretending to be helpful. This backfired, as I was roped into delivering sandwiches and soup to staff and security later on.



I was also first reserve as a spot follower for “Theater Tol’s” performance. So if you get your play commissioned immo, I’m your spotlight operating man.

I look fat in this picture, but can assure you it’s only the coat, buff as fuck, me.



The “George Hotel”. The rugby league charter was formed here, there’s even a museum to the game downstairs:




“Theatre Tol’s” performance was fucking fantastic. It was an operatic wedding, with the bridesmaids suspended on a fuck off great crane:



http://www.theatertol.com/

Fantastic as it was, I wanted a drink, so headed off to the aforementioned “Head Of Steam” pub. This was the opposite side of the square from where we were standing and I lost my escort in the crowd. She caught up with me at the bar and said:
“Blimey. When you want a drink, you want a drink. You just left me, I could have been raped and you wouldn’t have cared until you got your drink.”
I thought worrying about being raped was a bit ambitious.

Was talking to one of the organisers as the bridesmaid went off to change, and said, wait a minute, that bridesmaid is a bloke, she said don’t be silly, but i persisted and she said, he does walk like a bloke. I was correct, at least four of them were male (with false breasts) I was gutted, because one of them waved at me as they went overhead during the performance. She was defo female though, but I’m happy with any form of attention.

My escort had to meet the mayor and give him a speech backstage. He was more worried about how he could get his name into the speech. All politicians are egotistical wankers. The conversation was laughable. Here’s a backstage pic :




“The Media Centre” had a cool light show:




There was a screen that you could text messages as one of the exhibitions. I made my escort text a paean to my hero, mo (I’m paranoid about anyone having my number), but unfortunately the software had crashed, so it didn’t display. It’s fixed now though, so the people of Huddersfield will wonder if mo is going to adopt me.


Can’t be bothered to relate the tale of why this post is called “is it vegetarian”.

More stuff about the mayor. Sorry if this is boring, but it is pathetic how cynical these cuts are:

He was worried about being booed by the crowd when he went on stage. "What can I say to get the crowd to cheer and be on my side?"

The cunt took 6 children on stage with him so he wasn't booed, "they won't boo children".

And I won't say anything about his escort, who wasn't his wife.

Fucksache, you're beginning to look like me as you get older, crown

Nothing to worry about.

Ended up here:

http://www.sleepersbar.co.uk/

It's apparently where the arty crowd hang out and was very nice with an eclectic mix, but I'm sorry, a large glass of red wine and a double vodka and ice shouldn't be £9.60 for fuck's sake. Huddersfield is classed as a deprived community, I'm not fucking surprised at those prices.

There was a Wetherspoons:

http://www.jdwetherspoon.co.uk/home/pubs/the-cherry-tree

my escort refused to countenance it though. It did look fucking depressing to be honest.

Superb stuff!!!

The boy's back wi a right vengeance!!

Love the HW statue.

I noticed that there was a similar statue of Philip Larkin unveiled in Hull railway station this week.

Quite fancy a wee 'homage-payin' trip to see it

Probably only back for tonight. The impending doom of regular hours and no cycling has made life an even more joyless experience, and I didn't think that was possible. The cycling endorphins are the only thing that keep the hose pipe out of the exhaust, that and the fact my car's a diesel.

A fuckin nother wan, half an hour fae old sev, and no even a word.

Have you considered the "Drinking Yourself To Death" plan Crownybhoy?

It comes in an easy-to-collect magazine format.

The first two editions are 50p and the other 248 issues are a tenner each.

I can throw in a royal blue faux-leather binder with FTP embossed in gold on the front for free if you're interested.

It's the ideal Christmas gift for the dedicated toper.

Oh yes, death by alcohol would be fantastic. My only ambition in life is to end up a hopeless alchy.
The beer depression is a limiting factor though. Dope used to keep me on an even keel, but last time I smoked it my heart went tachy and the ICD shocked me four times, not fun.
Someone offered me some decent blow this week if I bought a grand's worth, but I don't move in those circles anymore so can't shift it, and I don't smoke now.

niall o,dhubghaill wrote:A fuckin nother wan, half an hour fae old sev, and no even a word.

Errr sev, https://stennymad.forumakers.com/cycling-f1/oooh-cultureish-t1347.htm

crownliquor wrote:(1)Oh yes, death by alcohol would be fantastic. My only ambition in life is to end up a hopeless alchy.
The beer depression is a limiting factor though. Dope used to keep me on an even keel, but (2)last time I smoked it my heart went tachy and the ICD shocked me four times, not fun.Someone offered me some decent blow this week (3)if I bought a grand's worth, but I don't move in those circles anymore so can't shift it, and I don't smoke now.

1. Works for me!

2. FFS man! ... you're very frail intcha?

3. Put me down for a fiver's worth... I'll square you up on payday.

2 Aye. Can still take that cunt, mind.

Fuck's sake I could take him...

...and I'm so far off my mid-season form it's not even funny.

Looking at this here, you poor chaps get in some state. I can offer no advice. Death by alcohol is what my faither in law is undergoing right now, and it doesn't look or sound too attractive.

But I love the booze, while steering clear of drugs (now for over 30 years, apart from an odd toke at the football).

No advice, I'm just in from a good night in the Commercial with a couple of pals, I'll keep it going for as long as possible.

Did I ever tell you about when Rangers tried to put the Warriors out the league?

Ach, i thought you were there this week,and in my defence, im a bit of a drama queen.

A very informative post crown, 8/10

I'll pass on making the obvious comments about your excort though

crownliquor wrote:Dope used to keep me on an even keel, but last time I smoked it my heart went tachy and the ICD shocked me four times, not fun.

I bet not, that would certainly make me reassess my options

Immo wrote:

Have you considered the "Drinking Yourself To Death" plan Crownybhoy?

It comes in an easy-to-collect magazine format.

The first two editions are 50p and the other 248 issues are a tenner each.

I can throw in a royal blue faux-leather binder with FTP embossed in gold on the front for free if you're interested.

It's the ideal Christmas gift for the dedicated toper.

I'd die to be able to write stuff like that immo, and you just throw it away. (insert jealous smiley)

I never knew Huddersfield could be even remotely intereting, Licker. A valiant try to prove me wrong

supermo wrote:I never knew Huddersfield could be even remotely intereting, Licker. A valiant try to prove me wrong

I'd die to be able to spell like that Mo.

Unfortunately... I'm an educator...

and we have slightly higher standards than you ex-journos.







PS

You havin that Crownybhoy?

Clutching at straws Missah Green.

Shouldn't you be researching a few dozen Spotify links around now? Away and get busy, you pixie-toed molten faced sonofa

Immo wrote:

supermo wrote:I never knew Huddersfield could be even remotely intereting, Licker. A valiant try to prove me wrong

I'd die to be able to spell like that Mo.

Unfortunately... I'm an educator...

and we have slightly higher standards than you ex-journos.







PS

You havin that Crownybhoy?

Certainly am, Mr Green.

What a pathetic pair of pederastic pedants.

A man fights jetlag to bring a report back from the colonies and all you can do is pick on a missing "s". Tsk.

What a pair of cunt you are (I'll leave you to spot the missing S)