Gosforth Hotel Gig Poster

My memories of the Gosforth Hotel go back to my childhood days at our house in Fawdon.

By DT Admin | Posted Dec 07 2015
By DT Admin | Posted Aug 25 2015
Fairground ride

As pit villages go, Coxlodge was fairly typical. Rows of terraced houses, two social clubs, two pubs, two schools (one Catholic, one Protestant), a chip shop, betting shop, billiard hall and a newsagents. I was a ‘paper lad’ as we were known at the latter. Also I attended primary school in Coxlodge, at St. Cuthberts, where I learned the Latin mass, that miners sons were tough and that Irish songs were popular.

By DT Admin | Posted Sep 28 2014
By DT Admin | Posted Sep 09 2014

You know the situation; the more that you’re in a hurry, the more those inanimate objects seem to conspire to slow your progress. Turning up late to a gig is always unsettling; having to forego a sound check, no time to get settled and set up the merchandise stand or find out the name of the sound engineer.

By DT Admin | Posted Aug 03 2014