"[W]hat we once considered to be our trash may, after all, turn out to
be our greatest treasure" - so said the conceptual writer Kenneth
Goldsmith in the introduction to his 'Publishing the Unpublishable'
[Ubuweb]. "It could be many things: too long, too experimental, too
dull; too exciting.. it could be a work of juvenilia.. [or] a guilty
pleasure". 'Great Fryup Dale' is all these things and more: the
fantastical detritus of a decade of trying and failing to fashion a
meta-realistic sense of place. It is in those very failures that the
magic lies. 'Great Fryup Dale' proposes a hyper-subjective history for
the post-post internet age.