Back in 1989 (seems like only yesterday) I did some cycle touring/boozing in the Yorkshire Dales. My overnight base was in Dent (now seemingly in Cumbria), possibly the most picturesque village in the world.
The village had two lovely pubs - The Sun and The George and Dragon - both of which I frequented after a hard day cycling up and down the many gradients which, if not mountains, were certainly more than hills.
In the village there was a bookshop, which I now find that, after Googling, it seems to be long gone - well done Google/Amazon etc!
However, in 1989 the online, Putin-like, invasion of normality had yet to achieve the world dominance that Hitler and co fell short on.
I had a long chat with the shop's owner and when the J word was mentioned we were joined at the hip!
Turned out that this was none other than Bob Dawbarn, former trombonist with Mick Mulligan's Magnolia Jazz Band. He had become, by then, a pop/rock columnist for MM as well as moving onto other lines of business but it was an interesting, and memorable occasion.
Unfortunately, I'd left my camera in the Sun Inn so I don't have a memento of this auspicious meeting as the following day the shop was closed until the weekend by which time I'd long pedalled off into the blue.
There's very little about Dawbarn on Google other than this Guardian article which doesn't mention the bookshop in Dent. Maybe I'm imagining all this - can any readers clarify? Lance
3 comments :
Enjoyed reading this anecdote although I can't add any more about Bob or the bookshop.
But, you might want to amend your typo in the heading (and apologies for any of mine, my fingers are all over the place tonight).
Peter
Thanks Peter now corrected.
Lovely story. You should start writing your memoirs if you haven't already. Incidentally, I'm just reading the biography of Norman Cornish the Spennymoor artist. It's following attending a couple of talks about him. I hadn't appreciated just how great he was.
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