Author: Leigh Banks

I am a journalist, writer and broadcaster ... lately I've been concentrating on music, I spent many years as a music critic and a travel writer ... I gave up my last editorship a while ago and started concentrating on my blog. I was also asked to join AirTV International as a co host of a new show called Postcard ...
How Covid and sadness pushed a Perth mum to pamper and empower others

How Covid and sadness pushed a Perth mum to pamper and empower others

Open Day tomorrow (Saturday, June 26, 2021) 11am and 3pm – meet Sara, Arlo and Albino Schnauzer Zebby – the cutest dog in Perth!

https://www.mammashq.com.au/

A beauty salon with real heart has been dedicated to a Perth mum who died of breast cancer last year.

The owner of Mammas HQ, Sara Banks, has called the salon’s crèche The Orchard Room in tribute to Eileen Orchard who lost her cancer battle in December 2020.

Eileen Orchard

Sara said: “Eileen was my Aussie Mamma. She came into my life when I moved next door to her in Bayswater in 2016. Eileen supported me in so many ways from making a curry for me each Wednesday after I returned to work  from maternity leave, to being my on-hand support through redundancy and so many other things I am eternally grateful for.

“I promised Eileen I’d name a room after her at Mamma’s HQ.  The Mamma’s HQ crèche will be welcoming, vibrant, creative and colourful just like Eileen was.”

 ***

Sara has been on a long road to reach Mamma’s HQ, one of heart-break and inspiration after losing a job due to Covid which created worsening domestic abuse and leaving her penniless with just a suitcase and a box of toys in a Perth refuge last May. Within 12 months Sara rose from the depths of destitution and has ended up a mumpreneur single mum.

Mammas HQ puts Perth’s Mums and children first, and is the first of its kind in Western Australia (and possibly Australia too). 

MAMMA’S HQ, 10 Gregory Street, Wembley, Perth

https://www.mammashq.com.au/

Sara said, “One thing I’ve learnt in the last 12 months is just how important self-care is and that self-care takes many forms that we may not even realise. We all need to make time for ourselves, time to see friends, have you nails done, your hair, have a glass of wine and a chat. When you become a Mum your time is even more precious than it was before and Mammas HQ will fill the gap to enable mums to relax and get some me time. “

Sara says: “I’ve always been good – without knowing it – at taking the time to pamper myself with a face mask or going to my local salon to get my nails, hair and other beauty treatments done.

“This is definitely something I found more difficult to do with when I had my son two years ago and after a very unrelaxing trip to my local hairdresser with him at 3 months old I realised there was a gap in the market for a beauty and hair salon with childcare under one roof. “

” I also knew that if I ever opened a business it would have to have giving-back as part of its ethos. That’s why Mamma’s HQ is a social enterprise, it not only gives priority employment to Mums, enables Mums to bring their children to work and use the creche, 10% discount to single Mums and clients have an option to donate to a fund to provide women who have escaped domestic violence with training in hair and beauty skills to work at Mamma’s HQ that they can also do in their free time to supplement their income and become self-sufficient. 

“even with all of these social policies Mamma’s HQ will still provide a luxurious and relaxing service to clients, including a glass of bubbles on arrival.” 

We are holding an open day tomorrow (Saturday June 26, 2021) between 11am and 3pm – come along and meet Sara, Arlo and their Albino Schnauzer Zebby – the cutest dog in Perth!

10 Gregory Street, Wembley, WA 6014

 Tel: 0450-20-70-70

OPENING HOURS

(by appointment)

Mon – Tue: 10am – 6pm \ Wed – Fri: 10am – 8pm  
​​Saturday: 9am – 7pm  \  Sunday: 11am – 5pm *

#mammashq #perthsmallbusiness #openingsoon #perthmammas #mammashq #perthsmallbusiness #openingsoon #perthmammas

#Mammas #me-time #pampering #allbymyself #changes #beauty #hair #makeup #divorced #splitup


The night I met Scott in the dream-time of his ‘wilderness years’

The night I met Scott in the dream-time of his ‘wilderness years’

Fifty three years ago Scott released Scott: Scott Walker Sings Songs from his TV Series. It got to No 7 in the UK.

Despite its good chart rating, Scott thought it was a ‘wilderness years’ album and ultimately it was deleted for decades.

That’s sad because it contained some powerful big band-driven performances of songs like I Have Dreamed, The Impossible Dream and Lost in the Stars. (it was re-released in 2020 by Pleasure for Music).

After this album Scott’s wilderness years cast a dimming light on his shining career … many say his material was wrong, the time was wrong for one of the greatest singers of all time. Certainly, the charts were being raided by the likes of Simon and Garfunkel, the Carpenters and the Jackson 5.

They were good acts … but not for me.

The enigma of this thin man with a hip haircut and equally hip(ster) jeans, eyes as sad as dreams, a vulnerability and gentleness … and the voice that in so many ways out-classed Elvis and Sinatra and thundered through – or played with – your soul.

Scott was true romance.

I met him once, in a dark room the size of a cupboard behind a stage in Manchester. We got a bit drunk together.

I’d like to share a song and two stories about Scott with you (some of you may have read them before):

https://leighgbankspreservationsociety.blog/remembering-mr-invisible/
https://leighgbankspreservationsociety.blog/how-a-slur-by-proby-led-me-full-tilt-into-scotts-world-of-gothic-genius/

#scott #scottwalker #70s #manchester #rafters #simonandgarfunkel #jackson5

The house I live in, the home of liberty … this is what America once meant to me

The house I live in, the home of liberty … this is what America once meant to me

Yesterday, when The Society published the moving story of Hurricane hero Joe Dore leaving his job at the local store – a job he had held for 30 years – I only felt it would do good. Maybe help a little man who rescues animals and has helped many people in the town of Winnie in Texas.

I didn’t earn money from this story, never intended to.

However, I am now the lone star in the troubled dark hearts of some people who live there who want me to remove this sentence from the story …

This is the offending statement: “Despite being bisexual – something said to be sneered at by many Trumpists in the Lone Star State – Joe has won massive respect from the residents of Winnie.”

I see it as a fair statement of opinion grown out of years of writing and Broadcasting on The Donald … however, as a writer, journalist and cable TV presenter, it appears I am not allowed to have an opinion, unless that opinion is that Donald Trump is a good and honest man.

There are many in this world who would not agree with that view.

Let’s look back at the summer of 2020 which was, in some ways, somewhere over the rainbow for lesbian, gay, bisexual and transgender people in America.

The Supreme Court had came up with a decision giving ‘workplace protections’ for LGBGT people.

This followed the fifth anniversary of the high court’s ruling on marriage equality. 

However, President Trump was silent throughout what could have been a pot of gold for those in America with alternative life-styles. He faced it all with his boy-ly quiff and turned-down mouth, macho and manly. Pin-up boy for those who work with their backs to the sun.

But in that summer, I can find no tweet from Trump about Pride Month, even though aides had apparently said it might be a good idea.

However, I can find the Trump administration sliced a regulation by the Obama administration in 2016 to mandate health care as a civil right for transgender patients under the Affordable Care Act.

Do you know, one thing America has always meant to me, is Democracy. The right to speak your mind out.

No more though, not when those who live with alligators, floods and hurricanes – tough to a man and a woman – decide to stand up to protect one of their own, one who is a bit different from them, and an itinerant writer comes along to praise what they are doing and not to bury the man of their political dreams

This is the offending article:

https://leighgbankspreservationsociety.blog/fight-for-hurricane-hero-joe-at-alligator-towns-old-five-and-dime/

This is a song about democracy in America, a song by Frank Sinatra first and then by Paul Robeson… the black and the white of the land of the free …

These are the lyrics:

What is America to me?
A name, a map or a flag I see,
A certain word, “Democracy”,
What is America to me?

The house I live in,
The friends that I have found,
The folks beyond the railroad
and the people all around,
The worker and the farmer,
the sailor on the sea,
The men who built this country,
that’s America to me.

The words of old Abe Lincoln,
of Jefferson and Paine,
of Washington and Jackson
and the tasks that still remain.
The little bridge at Concord, 
where Freedom’s Fight began,
of Gettysburg and Midway 
and the story of Bataan.

The house I live in,
my neighbors White and Black,
the people who just came here 
or from generations back,
the town hall and the soapbox,
the torch of Liberty,
a home for all God’s children,
that’s America to me.

The house I live in,
the goodness everywhere,
a land of wealth and beauty 
with enough for all to share.
A house that we call “Freedom”,
the home of Liberty,
but especially the people,
that’s America to me.

But especially the people–that’s 
the true America…

#democracy #USA #winnie #texas #lonestar #joedore #franksinatra #paulrobeson #trump

FIGHT FOR HURRICANE HERO JOE AT ALLIGATOR TOWN’S OLD ‘FIVE AND DIME’

FIGHT FOR HURRICANE HERO JOE AT ALLIGATOR TOWN’S OLD ‘FIVE AND DIME’

People in an old Texas railway town claim their local ‘dollar’ store manager – a hurricane hero – has lost his job because of a candy bar competition.

Affable Joe Dore, a diminutive man in his early 60s, who spends his free time rescuing animals from the side of the old state Highway 24, lives with his pet cat, Dash, 30 miles away.

But has worked at what used to be described as the old ‘five and dime’ for more than three decades.

And the store is still a five and dime in everything but name, selling just about anything you might need at a knock-down price.

Despite being bisexual – a life-style many of the Trump voters in the Lone Star State disagree with – Joe has won massive respect from them and other residents of Winnie.

Winne is a small township which had high hopes when it was created by the railways way back in 1895.

Sadly it failed as a railway town and fell victim for decades to floods and hurricanes. And alligators in the marshes.

And it was here in this woebegone by-water that Joe took on the mantel of a super-hero.

Hurricane Joe.

It was well-deserved … for decades, come hell and high water, as the winds howled and the rains whipped, homes were trashed and crops decimated, Joe often single-handedly kept the dollar store open day and night.

People in boats and canoes trusted he would be there so they could collect everything from bottled water to life-saving equipment while hurricanes like Imelda and Ike ripped through the township.

Alligator farms suffered too. Marshes that held tens of thousands of alligators have at times been left all but devoid of them.

Hurricane Ike, for instance, pushed a 20 feet deep wall of saltwater 15 miles inland killing thousands of alligators that lived there.

Despite all this elemental horror though, Winnie still today keeps a semblance of small town dignity, hosting the Texas Rice Festival every first weekend in October. And there is a local beauty pageant too.

And the Dollar stores had retained their own quaint ways. One of them still is the Candy Bar Competition, a store-to-store ‘war’ to see who can sell most candy bars. Joe’s store had won the promotion a number of times over the years.

But it is claimed by locals there was some misunderstanding about it a few weeks ago and ultimately that’s why Joe no longer works in the job he loved.

Dollartree bosses have refused to comment on the situation, saying they are protecting Joe’s privacy.

But the story is anything but private. Locals say they are boycotting the store until Joe gets his job back.

And with that same true grit that keeps them living in this alligator-ridden area they have been getting together to hold regular protests outside the ‘dollar’ store in the horse-shoe like commercial centre of town.

The protests continued even after Joe got offered a new post at a large store in the next big town.

His old five and dime was taken over by Dollartree some months ago.

Now local writer SC Bryson has written about what she believes has happened exclusively for The Society.

We also have recordings of Joe telling his own story which we hope to publish next week…

Sue tells the story:The sixth day of June is a significant World War 11 anniversary. This significant day reminds us of once-in-a-lifetime sacrifice!

Southeast Texas seems to have no connection to that era, those brave people on their noble yet doomed missions. But there certainly is a vital connection…

Service and Sacrifice.

Joe Doré received a termination notice after a stellar career with this retail establishment. Many days have passed since this unexpected and unwelcome event. Winnie, Texas, was the location of this unfathomable occurrence for Joe Doré was, is, and always will be a real hero of this little town. 

This is Hurricane Joe’s heroic tale. 

Joe Doré was born in August, 1957. He looks like an ordinary discount store manager but no one can see his invisible Superman attire beneath his work clothes. His apartment is his sanctuary from the hard work that occurs everyday at Family Dollar/Dollar Tree.

He is modest, intelligent, hard-working, compassionate, knowledgeable, honest and friendly. He knows every local customer’s name, and often, those of their family members. He has worked for this company for nearly thirty years.

The store is a success because of him, and the employees that he trained, guided and nurtured. He created a loyal base of dedicated customers too.

We all love him.

His customers call him Mr. Joe or Uncle Joe. People could buy necessary items from other establishments, and from online stores, but they would not receive genuine Texas hospitality and concern.

Joe also rescues turtles and wild birds from impending death, and he would do so much more.

But he is totally dedicated to the Winnie and Stowell customers who regularly shop at his store.

He continued serving these small communities while he battled cancer and diabetes.

Hurricanes are devastating natural disasters. Residents stay glued to their television sets, computer screens and smartphones as they try to forecast which direction, and what dot on the map, the swirling white mass, on millions of screens around Southeast Texas, has decided to plunder.

Mandatory evacuations are issued after the professional prognosticators have all come to agreement. People hastily gather necessary provisions and lots of money, and then they flee.

But some brave souls steadfastly guard their plots of Texas soil, and everything on it. Joe Doré is one of those individuals who choose to face Death, without blinking. And he has done it many times in recent years.

He smiles as he provides the local citizenry with bottled water, canned goods, cleaning supplies and other commodities that are crucial hurricane survival tools. His heroic presence is quite calming. This store manager is not a newbie. He has been an outstanding leader for nearly thirty years.

This remarkable manager guided his store through very unsettling times. Family Dollar was open during multiple hurricanes and tropical storms that caused as much devastation as a hurricane would have meted out. This venerable store manager carried on with routine business, in the dark, while the store utilized generators. The competitors were closed up, and their employees had evacuated.

Mr. Joe did not leave his customers in dire straits. Autumn of 2019 brought national attention to Winnie, Texas. 80% of this town flooded, but people could still purchase their necessary supplies although their means of transportation changed from cars and trucks to boats and speed boats.

Joe Doré won two very significant awards during his long tenure. He received the Store Manager of the Year award for Region One which represents approximately 800 stores. He also received The Chairman’s Award from Mr. Howard Levine, the owner of the Family Dollar stores.

He spent nearly every waking moment…building this Family Dollar store into a genuine small town success story.

Why did he have to move on?

This Hurricane Hero now needs his own hero!! Well, lots of them.”

Thank you Sue and also Gracie who helped us research some of the issues in the story.

https://www.change.org/p/dollar-tree-dollar-tree-family-dollar-bringjoeback?redirect=false&use_react=false

#lonestar #midnightfiveanddime #joedore #dollartree #dollarstore #fiveanddime #candycompetition #alligators #winne #texas #petition

A happy Fathers Day to all us dads out there… we’re thinking of you

A happy Fathers Day to all us dads out there… we’re thinking of you

When you’ve been an absent dad for most – or sometimes all – of your life, some days hurt more than others.

The most painful of course are Christmas Day, New Year’s Day even, birthdays, Easter Day, school open days, family days. Those are the days we just learn to turn the lights off.

We have a few beers too many, slump in our dingy flat on a couch that stinks of the dog and flick on a dystopian zombie movie.

On these days we are truly the walking dead. Dead eyes. Dead minds.

But we get over it, don’t we. Well, many of us do.

I deliberately didn’t mention Father’s Day in the list above though. And that’s because Father’s Day is a bit different.

Some people say that it doesn’t really exist, it’s a commercial expedient and only came about as a misguided punch in the air for Men’s Rights … Men’s Rights? Do we have any? Do you know in the UK we don’t even have a Minister for Men!

Father’s Day is a forgotten day, just like the people it is supposed to represent.

In fact though, the concept of it came from the simple love of a daughter for her dad,

Sonora Smart Dodd from Spokane, Washington, at the beginning of the last century.

Father’s Day is a lonesome day. It gives you the blues.

And sometimes you punish yourself by telling yourself you deserve to be lonesome. You were a bad dad, you didn’t care, you tried to get out of paying 30pc maintenance, you were a drunk, a drug addict, a thug, a liar, a cheat, an out-of-work womaniser, a wife-batterer, a bully. An evil person!

And some of us are all of those things!

But not all of us.

Most of us are nice middle-class, or working class, blokes with a steady, not too well-paid job driving a parcel van or working in a factory with a leaky second-hand Ford Focus to get us around, maybe an on-off girlfriend who works in an insurance office or at the Co-op.

But you never hear that description coming out of an angry exe’s mouth, or bandied around the hallowed halls of the world’s secretive family courts do you?

No, you don’t.

Very few people actually ever say, hang on this bloke was just the victim of a failed love affair, marriage, relationship and was a victim just like his exe and the children.

We all got hurt and most of us, men, women and children will pay for the break-up emotionally for the rest of our lives.

I have a good relationship with all my children now and we are in touch regularly even though I live in Eastern Europe, one child lives in Yorkshire, another in Shropshire and another in Australia of all places.

Father’s Day is on a Sunday so no postal delivery. I’ll check the post box today (Saturday) but …

And tomorrow (Sunday) I’ll check my phone for messages. They do arrive on occasions, funny ones, memes, grotesque smiling faces, a few X’s on the bottom representing kisses.

X marks the spot of love.

That thumb-typed message makes you feel good for while, you forget there has been no card, not six pack of beer and not even a phone call.

So, dads, let’s all realise we are actually NOT alone – that we are exactly half of the process of love that brought our children in to the world and we love them as much as we hope they love us.

The Father of all days for heartbreak amongst men

The Father of all days for heartbreak amongst men

BY ANDREW JOHN TEAGUE, D.A.D.S and NAAP

Fathers day … this is what people don’t know.

The toughest time of the year has arrived for so many men.

Fathers day.

So many fathers feel the pain on this day more than any other.

Floods of tears heartbreak and loss of life. Every year we brace ourselves for the tough harrowing time ahead.

Admins and moderators knowing what t9 expect fathers day Many fathers around the world will wake to their little gems gifts and cards smiles happy times.

The other side of fathers day is the torment torture tragedy of not having their children in their life. This time I’m sure will end in tragedy for children and families as potentially fathers take their lives.

The feeling of loss is to much for some.

The trauma with no help and no one to turn to leaves parents at the ultimate lowest point anyone can fall. A place of endless darkness to afraid to reach out .

https://leighgbankspreservationsociety.blog/a-happy-fathers-day-to-all-us-dads-out-there-were-thinking-of-you/

Why would they when the family courts then use it against them. These parents are all ready being beaten down.

Stampeded over by court advisors lawyers barristers judges social workers. Decades of endless torment on so many parents. Fathers dying to see their children literally Fathers going through the worse mental health issues every. Its not only fathers mothers too.

Children are 20% more likely to take their life if suicide if it has happened in family. Unless there is the risk of significant harm to any children the should be in full contact with both parents and families. Contact denial with out a justifiable reason Is CHILD ABUSE. Save the kids

#childrenusedarechildrenabused #childrenfirsteverytime #keeponkeepingon

A visual tribute to Manchester’s victims of the Arena bomber

A visual tribute to Manchester’s victims of the Arena bomber

Concert of horror: 22 murdered and 22 harrowing sketches by artist Elton

Twenty-two men, women and children died in the suicide bombing at the Ariana Grande concert in the Manchester Arena on May 2017.

Bomber Salman Abedi’s device ripped through the lives of hundreds more.

The inquiry into the terror attack says that all these people – and their families and friends – were “failed on every level” by security organisations including the police.

Salman Abedi should have been identified as a threat by security, the inquiry chairman said.

Sir John Saunders found there were missed opportunities to avert or minimise the “devastating impact”.

Manchester ‘Biro’ artist Elton Darlo spent 18 days sketching a startling eye-witness account of the grief and tributes around the scene of the terror attack.

Elton said: “I was in Manchester as normal and when it all happened I just did what I felt I had to do – capture this awful tragedy and the outpourings of grief in my sketches.”

#mountainside #bombs #manchester #ArianaGrande #manchesterarena #arena #22dead #Salman Abedi #elton #sketches

On the way to bed and I hear a noise … 22 men women and children dead in city I love

On the way to bed and I hear a noise … 22 men women and children dead in city I love

Moston writer Dorrie Jane Bridge wrote this piece for us the day after the bombing

It is the fifth anniversary of the Manchester Arena terror attack.

Twenty-two people died when a suicide bomber blew himself up at an Ariana Grande concert on 22 May 2017.

Among the tributes, a minute’s applause will be held at the start of each wave of runners taking part in the annual Great Manchester Run.

DORRIE BRIDGE WRITES: I live about three or four miles from the Manchester Arena which is virtually built on top of Victoria Railway Station.   On my way to bed at about 10.45 last night I heard a noise.  It could have been a car backfiring or several car doors being slammed hard. I switched on my local radio as I usually do and within minutes the presenter interrupted his phone-in programme to report ‘a bang’ in Manchester Arena, no more was then known. This then built up little by little as Alan Beswick reported every additional item of news as it came in.

Yes, I lived through World War 11, and after all these years I remember the warm, loving neighbours who came together like one big family.   Day and night our parents came together in the air raid shelters, in the queues for food, on the streets as Air Raid Wardens or ‘Dad’s Army’ and comforting those whose sons and daughters died fighting for their country. 

When the IRA planted a bomb in the middle of Manchester I heard the blast here, saw the helicopters warning us to stay away from the city centre.

My granddaughter who was studying for a degree was working at Marks and Spencer and was due to go on shift at the almost precise time of the explosion.  I managed to stop her with frantic phone calls. Whether I heard the explosion last night I can’t be sure.   The IRA didn’t daunt Manchester; it was re-built with pride – and nobody was badly injured miraculously.

Today we hear that 22 people, some children are dead and many more injured, some seriously.  Nobody at this point has claimed responsibility but reports say this was a suicide bomber.

It doesn’t matter whether it was a terrorist attack organized by extremists, or a ‘lone wolf’, an individual with mental illness, or a person full of evil.  It doesn’t matter if it was a person who was a mixture of all those motivations.  What matters is that innocent people have once again lost their life.

What matters is, that once again Manchester has come together in a spirit of caring and love.   Whilst people all over the world have this total resolve that they will not be overcome by evil, there is hope for us all.

#manchester #areana #bombings #concert #22dead

What a difference 40 miles makes to the protectors of heritage – but still our Northern history crumbles

What a difference 40 miles makes to the protectors of heritage – but still our Northern history crumbles

A Mancunian rant!

As Hough Hall crumbles into oblivion, British Heritage – one of the organisation that could have helped us Mostonians save it – are ‘weeping’ over another vanished listed building 40 miles up the road.

We probably all know Hurst Green, Longridge, in Preston, that scruffy little industrial town up the A6 (I think) that made North Manchester look posh … b

But who recalls the haunted, historic Grade 11 listed Punch Bowl Inn?

I do! A good few country miles travelled for a few pints of real ale and a micro-waved meat and potato pie with soggy chips.

Brilliant! That’s what us Northerners thrive on!

Anyway, the Punch Bowl Inn just disappeared a few days ago, leaving people upset and the indignant council saying they are ‘looking into it’.


Picture source: Peter Jones

Into what? It’s been empty for almost 15 years – and they didn’t care then did they?

Here’s part of the problem … the Heritage Statement from English Heritage, submitted to the council about the pub in 2012, said: “Owing to the building’s designated heritage status care is needed to avoid harming the significance of the building in line with the requirements of planning law and policy.”

At least English Heritage recognised the status of the pub, which is said to be haunted by the ghost of Dick Turpin, the grandad of Coronation Street’s hotpot queen Betty Turpin.

This is what they had to say about the pub another time: “As heritage assets are irreplaceable, any harm or loss should require clear and convincing justification.

“Substantial harm or loss to a Grade II listed building should be exceptional.”

The Heritage statement also said that where a development proposal would lead to less than substantial harm to the significance of the heritage building, the harm should be weighed against the public benefits; and rather than harm the building, any changes should enhance its significance and give it a new lease of life.

Well, that’s not what they said about Hough Hall is it?

Hough Hall was 200 years older, in a better position, more attractive, part of Moston’s rural history, had a beautiful artistic and heart-breaking love story attached to it… and nobody in power cared.

The responsibility for the future of this beautiful and evocative 17th century farmhouse also lies with two organisations who should right now hang their heads in shame.

The first one is of course Manchester City Council … you see, despite what they say,  local authorities can take action to ‘secure repair when it becomes evident that a building is being allowed to deteriorate’.

But MCC nailed their colours to the mast when they told the preservation society’s chief researcher Andrea Martin-Banks there was nothing they would do to protect the near-derelict hall.

History in a hole.

The next port of call then is Historic England, the Siamese Twin of English Heritage.

They say on their website: “Historic England have produced guidance to help owners and purchasers of vacant buildings to reduce risks by undertaking an ‘active management approach’ that can prevent unnecessary damage, dereliction and loss of historic fabric.”

But when approached by Andrea, Historic England simply referred her back to Manchester City Council.

And that was it!

Ultimately nobody saved the Punch Bowl and nobody saved Hough Hall. But what a difference 40 Northern miles makes … they might be crocodile tears in Preston, but at least somebody is shedding some kind of a tear.

What’s happening in Moston, only dry eyes in the house.

The people to contact at Manchester City Council and Historic Britain are:

Sir Richard Leese, Leader of Manchester City Council T

Telephone: 0161 234 3004

Email: [email protected]

Duncan Wilson OBE is the chief executive of Historic England

Telephone: 020 7973 3250

#PUNCHBOWLINN #houghhall #preston #moston

BOB’S KINGDOM – OUT OF THE COVID SHADOW and into a STREAMed CONCERT today!

BOB’S KINGDOM – OUT OF THE COVID SHADOW and into a STREAMed CONCERT today!

Well the future for me is already a thing of the past

His Royal Bobness is doing it again… embracing new technology when most people of his age are embracing a cup of Horlicks!

Tonight’s the night for his online concert on Veeps.

Called ‘Shadow Kingdom’ it will see Bob in an intimate ‘club-like’ setting and it’s only going to cost you 17 pounds! That’s 1980s UK prices and this time he’ll be in your lounge! Albeit on the telly.

It’s actually his first concert performance since December 2019, after his planned tours were cancelled due to the Covid It will also be Bob’s first performance since the release of ‘Rough And Rowdy Ways,’ which hit the Top Ten in 17 countries, and hit #1 on Billboard.

It’s an incredible honour and a high point for us all at Veeps to have the opportunity to be working with Bob Dylan, and to be a part of what is sure to be a truly special and historic performance, not only as professionals, but as music fans too,” said Joel Madden, co-founder of Veeps.”

Tickets went on sale at 9:00AM PT on Wednesday 16 June at bobdylan.veeps.com.

Veeps is a direct-to-fan experiential platform, custom-built for artists, by artists. Founded in 2017 by Benji and Joel Madden, it is the music industry’s leading, premium live-streaming platform. Since then, Veeps has hosted hundreds of live-stream shows and events, in partnership with Live Nation, Veeps continues with a mission to power artists in the most critical early stages of their development, all the way through the biggest, most important moments of their careers.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bfkiYtYVk1E

#dylan #veep#newliveconcert