Ugly Jerseys

I do not often endorse a business here but, as I have written before, one I love is Premiershirts which as I understand is a hobby turned business from a nice friendly guy in Oldham, England. I noticed he got a mention in an article in this month’s When Saturday Comes – which should cause a good bit of free buzz -and that he has updated his Hall of Shame of the worst jerseys of all time including Coventry’s 1970’s brown get up shown right.

Vanunu Released

Before there was the interweb, there was Atlantic News on the corner of Queen and…what?…in Halifax. On Tuesday morning you could get the Sunday papers from the UK for about five bucks a pop – as well as about 300 other papers and a thousand magazines – and catch up on the snippets of news you caught in the buzzy, fading arcs of shortwave propagation from the BBC World Service. You would have one of the three beers from outside Canada available at the Nova Scotia Liquor Commission, sit on the deck and have a real international news experience. I recall reading the Observer article on Vanunu in1986 on Wally’s porch at the LaMarchant Street house, thinking holy moly. Now he’s “released” and I think holy moly. 18 years ago I thought – great, another source for my nuclear doom. Now I think – who cares, everybody’s got them.

St. Paul’s Anglican

I’ve been focusing on the pubs lately but we have some great churches in Kingston. St. Paul’s at 137 Queen Street was built from 1845 to 1846 and when I have more time on a sunny lunch I’ll add some detail shots. There may be burials in the churchyard from as early as 1791. Molly Brant was buried there in 1796. You wouldn’t know it if you walked through this view, given the four lanes of Queen Street, but take away the asphalt, cars and wires and everything in this view was there in 1890 and much was there in 1850.