― gareth, Monday, 18 March 2002 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― jel --, Monday, 18 March 2002 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Ellie, Monday, 18 March 2002 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Evangeline, Monday, 18 March 2002 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― dan, Monday, 18 March 2002 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― RickyT, Monday, 18 March 2002 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Daniel, Monday, 18 March 2002 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Dan, Monday, 18 March 2002 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― dan, Tuesday, 19 March 2002 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― gareth, Tuesday, 19 March 2002 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)
Having been kicked out by his wife by brother is about to move into a dodgy bedsit in Manningham. This is close to a definition of hell.
Oh, and what of Idle, and the Idle Workingmen's Club (or was that an urban myth?)
― stevo, Tuesday, 19 March 2002 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― gareth, Wednesday, 20 March 2002 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Sarah, Wednesday, 20 March 2002 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Ed, Wednesday, 20 March 2002 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― gareth, Monday, 29 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
you were probably one of the lads who got battered senseless and rightly so dick vanessa
― vanessa tumblers, Saturday, 11 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― dan, Monday, 27 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
Vanessa x
― Vanessa Tumblers, Monday, 27 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― felicity, Monday, 27 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― vodkabird, Saturday, 7 September 2002 19:13 (twenty-three years ago)
I disagree with what's been said about Bradford being a town stretched to the size of a city. More likely its a city squashed to the size of a town. It used to be incredibly important, more so than Leeds or Manchester or Birmingham because of the woollen and worsted industries. It Contained until recently the British Wool Marketing Board (it was demolished a couple of years ago so they could build cheap, nasty houses). However, Bradford Council has a history of doing stupid things such as destroying beaitful, valuable buildings (they did it as early as the 1870s, not just in the 1960s and 1970s. Through incredibly bad long-run planning Bradford has become the giant fast asleep in quickssand, sinking lower and lower.
I was born and raised in Bradford and I love it but I couldn't hate it more.
― Jay Ell, Tuesday, 19 November 2002 01:37 (twenty-three years ago)
― Mary (Mary), Tuesday, 19 November 2002 03:52 (twenty-three years ago)
Memories. Yes, shouting on stage at the Tumblers as backing singer to some two-bit punk throwback band. Yes, dancing round the Wool Hall dressed as a 10 foot marlin with the Buttermountain Boys doing their qawwalli deepsouth cajun Keighley THANG for all their hearts.
I'm off down t'masjid.
― jon (jon), Tuesday, 19 November 2002 09:23 (twenty-three years ago)
― gareth (gareth), Tuesday, 19 November 2002 10:01 (twenty-three years ago)
― Mary (Mary), Tuesday, 16 September 2003 10:59 (twenty-two years ago)
― the great doxology of heckmondwike town (gareth), Sunday, 3 October 2004 22:18 (twenty-one years ago)
― Matt (Matt), Sunday, 3 October 2004 22:23 (twenty-one years ago)
― nick.K (nick.K), Sunday, 3 October 2004 22:44 (twenty-one years ago)
― Gravel Puzzleworth (Gregory Henry), Sunday, 3 October 2004 23:29 (twenty-one years ago)
― Gravel Puzzleworth (Gregory Henry), Sunday, 3 October 2004 23:31 (twenty-one years ago)
― Gravel Puzzleworth (Gregory Henry), Sunday, 3 October 2004 23:34 (twenty-one years ago)
God, I WISH I was in Bardford right now. That would be cool.
― Tous Les Garcons S'Appellent Little Lord Travolta (nordicskilla), Sunday, 3 October 2004 23:58 (twenty-one years ago)