For Big JG, My Mum
A foundation can crack from weight it could not bear, But you were Hessle Road rock, with a no bullshit stare. Kestrel in your courage, Three Hammers in your name, Big JG…
Only Hull Kids Will Understand
The kids of today wouldn’t last round our way, growing up in old Hull on a wet Saturday. No WiFi, no Uber, no tracking your phone, just your mam shouting, “Tea!” and…