The only way to follow Oldham is, of course, Cologne.
To assist those of you who didn’t get a “B” in Geography “O” Level, I’ve shown Cologne in relation to England. Well, Dover, anyway.
You’re here because I’ve found my small stash of foreign programmes that Steve Earl used to sell 5 for a quid.
Not only were they NOT IN ENGLISH, they weren’t actually very good.
This is a European Cup semi-final, but the programme resembles a 1980s issue of Autotrader.
One classic advert,
and a reminder of how Punk ! was raging through Western Europe in ’79.
20 months on from that friendly in Skegness, Bowyer took Clough to European glory and started a long German love affair with a hitherto middling Midlands club (sorry Alan).
If you were hoping for a guide to Cologne’s best bars in the programme you’d be disappointed.
Not that you’re getting much respite from Kolsch, or the Dom, on your trip.
I took James here on a post-exam German trip five years ago, and the climb up the Dom was a highlight, though Bonn, Dusseldorf and Duisburg were better.
While James finished his schnitzel at Fruh am Dom I nipped round several other Kolsch houses listed in Ron’s European Beer Guide.
No photos, sadly, but you’ll find plenty on Paul’s blog.
I DID take a shot of this astonishing basic Bonn boozer, the sort of place you still get in Glasgow Southside.
I sat at the bar one night, watching the barman mark the beermat as the bloke next to me rattled up a dozen Kolsch in an hour,
At one point he dropped a twenty euro note which I dutifully returned.
Back slapped, “Bier for the Englischer !“, a fantastic evening without photos or notes. The best sort.