JOHN DICKINSON
Welcome, dear reader, to the page aimed squarely at those 10 minutes when you put down a large blunt instrument you are deftly wielding in order to gently persuade the stubborn shaft from its b*****d bearings and pause for a well-earned brew and a biscuit...
So, I enjoyed a jolly Sunday out recently at the Mortons (owners of this fine magazine) October Show at Stafford. I had been going to give it a miss this time round as I had already endured (don’t ask!) a lonnnng day out the previous day at the
