Helen McCookerybook

Who ever happies the old year? Poor old year, all used up, been a bad boy as usual, never recycled, always thrown in the bin with the crumpl...

The miserable Morrissey has always reminded me of John Major, wearing his underpants on the outside.

Up the M1 with a flask of coffee in true nerd style, I went up to play at the Clunie in Byker, supporting the Daintees at their annual Chris...

Merry Christmas to all those who read this blog! Both of you!

I do believe Santa has brought me an eye infection for Christmas. Hey-ho for the salt-water eye baths. Grrr On a happier note, I had a wonde...

I've just got back from Mike and Em's Christmas Party, where they had made wassail (a mixture of beer, spices and apples which polar...

Out through the freezing fog, wrapped in layers of tartan and kapok, down to the 12 Bar to meet up with cousins, brother, brother-in-law and...

I was thinking about Muriel Gray when I drove down to Kwik-Fit (should be re-named Slo-Fit) to wait for two hours for them to look at my car...

The problem is, I was as good a singer as Tom's old microphone was a microphone. Now he has a new mic, which is better at being a microp...

An exercise bicycle attached to a computer, to power the computer while the user is exercising while they are using it.

I was behind a mobility bus which was festooned inside with utterly trashy Christmas decorations. Bless! Then I tried to get back from a con...

On Saturday night I drove down through the frost'n'motorways to Brother Tobias's 3-in-1 cottages, where his partner cooked a won...

All the McCookerybook clan were raised in the Northumbrian countryside. We were fed rough cider with our Sunday lunch every week after Churc...

Here for your admiration and enjoyment is a picture of the UEL Carafe Set. It looks pretty expensive when you see the workmanship. I expect ...

If you live in the north-east of England, your closest 'abroad' country is not France or Belgium; it is Norway, and that is the firs...