Welcome to our home in the hills of Andalucia, southern Spain, where Val and I live on an olive farm with Biggles, the Aspull Terrier and Bella the Brat. You can read more about us on the next page: El Cortijo del Rector.
Wigan was as real then as Weatherfield isn’t now. Naughty lads and lissome lasses made love in the churchyard beneath the falling snow. Boys on trolleys terrorized rush hour queues. Brainy but puny, the Millgate gang challenged the Lodgers, brawny but thick, and a phantom rabbit stalked the cobbles.
Mysteries abounded: Who snatched Lord Crawford’s
corpse? Who skittled the Christmas tree? Who bowled the maiden over? Which
bloodthirsty Injun scalped Bobby the Kid? What secret was that green door keeping?
Above all, what in Wigan, or anywhere else for that matter, were lee holes for meddlers?
My new book is about our life in Spain and the people and animals who share it, but it will also take you to the Mojave Desert, the Grand Canyon, Route 66, the Black Hills of Dakota and a far northern place where humming birds flit amidst the snowy branches.
A Wigan Childhood (Palatine Books 2010)
No Baboons in India (Amazon 2013)
In and Around Wigan Through Time (Amberley (2014)
Six Steps from Wigan Pier (JMD Media 2016)
Six Steps from Wigan Pier now has a Kindle Version
PUBLISHED ON 24 MARCH 2021
From Wigan Pier to Andalucia (See Page)
A Rocket for the Lodgers (See Page)