Will Ritson (1808–1890) was born at Row Foot and grew up as any farmboy, learning as he would the ways of work, nature and the landscape. Always loving a good tale he became known for his elaborate lies, but it was not until he became the landlord of the Wastwater Hotel (now called the Wasdale Head Inn, (some accounts say The Huntsmans Inn)) did his fame begin to spread when all and sundry made the journey to Wasdale to hear “The Biggest Liar In The World.” Luminaries such as Wordsworth and De Quincey would first get stoned out of their Continue reading Will Ritson and The Ritson Museum
I’ve just been enjoying one of my favourite pastimes, entering a nonsense word into YouTube and then hitting search. I’ll usually find something and it’s often fun. It will more often than not prove to be the name of a band, or part of the lyrics of a foreign language song. “nonk” was fun, though not being about to read Thai, I’m not sure if what I saw was an online commercial for a wife. “sklet” led to a dancing skeleton and dreadful puppeteer. I swear I had NO IDEA what “bloot” could possibly mean, all I can say is Continue reading You Tube Surfing Shock Horror!
The date was Saturday 13th of July 2013 and it was time for the sixth annual Spinners Arms Sponsored Cycle Ride in aid of Cancer Research UK. This is the third time I’ve taken part and it was another hard one (you can read about the other hard one here http://www.wizardmarra.com/from-pedals-to-podcast/) It’s important to me to do this ride even though my own health isn’t brilliant right now. I lost both my Mum and Dad to Cancer, my sister in law too.I also had a Prostate Cancer scare a couple of years back and that still sits at the back Continue reading The Sixth Annual Spinners Arms Sponsored Bike Ride For Cancer Research.
This whole thing about Croydon has got my dander up! In as OCD manner as I could possibly muster I did a Google Earth on these lakes as I was in a mood to get seriously medieval on their sorry asses. article in the gutter press here As Wizardmarra, holder of the ancient title passed as a sacred gift down the misted forests and endless hotel corridors of time from one to another since the days that King Coel himself called for his pipe, his bowl and his Fiddlers Three. The Original Wizardmarra was the warm up act. I uphold Continue reading Croydon bedamned!
This started out as a reply to a post on Facebook by Lord Proud of High Harrington on the demise of HMV announced to the world on January 15… …I’ve (loong long ago) worked in both a small independent record shop in Bowness and also managed a second hand record shop in Barrow and I have to say big chains like HMV didn’t do businesses like that any good. So it’s perhaps a case of what goes around comes around. It would be nice to see a return of the smaller retailer (along with the rest of the high-street?) Continue reading “MUSIC, MUSIC, MUSIC” (“Wibbling Rivalry” The Gallagher brothers