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So, Hebden Bridge. Coolest place to live in Britain

It's a Silver Cross one. It's a big old beast but it doesn't handle all that well.

Could give it a go though. When it warms up and her parents can bear to let her out of their sight you could bring your granddaughter too :)
Warming up would be nice :)
I won't be bringing my granddaughter though. They live in the south :(
 
Half man half biscuit said:
As I camped out one evening to take the midnight air
I heard a maiden grieving from somewhere over there
Who is it you are mourning
For whom do you wear grey
She said I pine for no one, I just can’t pay my way
Ever since the chattering classes invaded Hebden Bridge
And priced the likes of me and mine
To the pots of the Pennine Ridge
To South East Wales I was forced to flee
And now I have no job
That’s why tonight I’m sitting, on top of Lord Hereford’s Knob
 
Well, I was in Heb last Saturday for the System 7 gig, and stopped with a mate who lives about a hundred yards away from the Trades. He's got the river on one side and the canal on the other, and a gorgeous sort of landing/balcony thingy which I smoked on, a lot :D Felt the same way as I always do when I visit Heb - just wanna live there. Beautiful place :cool:
 
Well, I was in Heb last Saturday for the System 7 gig, and stopped with a mate who lives about a hundred yards away from the Trades. He's got the river on one side and the canal on the other, and a gorgeous sort of landing/balcony thingy which I smoked on, a lot :D Felt the same way as I always do when I visit Heb - just wanna live there. Beautiful place :cool:

:mad: what do you mean you were in Heb last Saturday :mad:
The river on one side and the canal on the other sounds like Fountain Street or the mill conversion next to there.
Wolfie said it's a pity you didn't call in because he was going to give you that leather coat :) fucking missed it now missis :mad:
 
:mad: what do you mean you were in Heb last Saturday :mad:
The river on one side and the canal on the other sounds like Fountain Street or the mill conversion next to there.
Wolfie said it's a pity you didn't call in because he was going to give you that leather coat :) fucking missed it now missis :mad:
Soz mate - and you big fat liar, he's never gonna give me that bloody coat :D:mad:

I travelled down with mates and didn't really have any time to go a-visiting. Anyway, he was most rude on facecrack when I said I was going :p

Aye, was a mill conversion we were in, could see the Trades from it, directly in view of the balcony thingy. Beautiful :cool:
 
THE MILLTOWN TRILOGY offers a mordant view of a small Pennine town (of a similar size, ambience and map reference as Hebden Bridge) and its idiosyncratic population. When this little old milltown went into serious decline, it soon filled up again with an intriguingly diverse cast of 'off-cumdens'. Artists, writers, new-age therapists, lovers, loners and losers: people who've mulled over life's great questions and who must now admit that, no, they still don't know the way to San José.
There's Willow Woman: inhabiting a world that shares a common border with Fantasia and Never-Never Land. Wounded Man: not gay, exactly, but happy to pitch in if they were ever short-handed. Town Drunk: intoxicated stalwart of the Grievous Bodily Arms, the naffest pub this side of the Crab Nebula. Dope Dealer: attempting to go upmarket by styling himself as a Substance Abuse Negotiator. Arthur and Martha Fustian: they look like everybody's grandparents and, given the relaxed sexual attitudes that prevailed during the 1970s, who's to say they aren't? Yes, love may indeed make the world go round... but it's lust that lubricates the moving parts.
 
Heh, I met the author of that infamous trilogy recently. He became quite unpopular with some people in the town who felt they were depicted unfavourably in his books and ended up moving to a shack near Windermere. Interesting character.
 
Heh, I met the author of that infamous trilogy recently. He became quite unpopular with some people in the town who felt they were depicted unfavourably in his books and ended up moving to a shack near Windermere. Interesting character.
It wouldn't surprise me if it was him currently writing the wonderful horoscopes in the Hebden Bridge Times. I didn't realise he'd moved away but then I don't pay much attention.
 
More [So] Hebden Bridge mentions in the Guardian today:

And yet, not far from Leeds - just a sheep's hop over hill and dale - nestled in the Calder Valley, is a little town called Hebden Bridge. Remarkably, this far out of the literary world, a publisher is based here. Recently ditching chalk and slate in favour of the most modern and technological of reading devices, paper, Bluemoose Books appears to be doing something right.

I think the BBC and the Guardian should have a fight to see who gets to big up Hebden the most. The Guardian's always been a fan, but since the BBC move to Salford it's been mentioned a fair bit there, too.

I reckon it's a passing fad ;)

Ripon for the next Northern Big Thing for the London meeja. That's my prediction :cool:
 
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