That’s the first and last time I use the phrase “quoffing“. Eagle-eyed readers will note yesterday’s Swansea programme from ’76 cost a staggering 12p. Today, same division, just two years earlier, Darlo’s is yours for a shilling. EVERYTHING cost a shilling in ’74, before the 3 day week and hyper-inflation heralded a Callaghan Government… Continue reading DARLINGTON – QUOFFING IN QUAKERLAND
HOBSON’S CHOICE IN CAMBRIDGE
Another trip to the Co-op, another stroll round an empty Cambridge, another hour spent surveying the sad sight of locked up pubs. A few are bravely staying open for takeouts, the legendary Cambridge Blue offering 4 beers from the barrel. If I’d been walking town with an empty jug I’d have been very tempted. Into… Continue reading HOBSON’S CHOICE IN CAMBRIDGE
SWANSEA – JACKASTORY
Last time out you got a programme from 67-68, the year Manchester City began their 50 year dominance of the League Manchester. Nine years later, we have Workington‘s last year in the League, and the start of Cambridge’s rise to glory, as we raid the Steve Earl programme bundle and visit lovely Vetch Field,… Continue reading SWANSEA – JACKASTORY
FRIENDLY FULHAM
I’m about 3.14159% through clearing our garage, which is cluttered with paint pots, electronics with no obvious purpose, a set of Leak valve amps, 32 years of National Geographic (possibly some pub articles in there), and about a thousand football programmes. Including this one. No, I wasn’t there. I’m not THAT old yet. A… Continue reading FRIENDLY FULHAM
CARLISLE – A TREAT (BUT NO TREATING)
Back to the football/pub/art mash-up highlights packages for you after that brief Lockdown Walk interlude. What can I tempt you with in Carlisle ? A cheap B & B (Corner House – temporarily closed, you’ll find others) Even cheaper hair cuts An ancient post box ? F.U.N. This is a fun city, perhaps even more so than Newcastle now… Continue reading CARLISLE – A TREAT (BUT NO TREATING)
NEWNHAM – ALL COWS, NO BULL
Back from Southend 1964 to Cambridge 2020, and my daily 59:30 minute walk round the University playing fields of Newnham, Grantchester‘s cheaper but no less proper sister. This was a pleasing walk, not because it’s exciting, but because it’s new. 20 minutes through the rapefields, a view to nothingness but a gorgeous smell and only… Continue reading NEWNHAM – ALL COWS, NO BULL
KURSAAL FLYERS
I’m following the Stranglers and Somersham with another legendary ’70s band and place starting with “So“. You’d never believe this blog was so random. It’s either raid the archives or bring you Fenland sunsets. Perhaps you’d prefer Fenland sunsets. My garage clear-out continues under Mrs RM orders. No idea why I’ve kept random programmes from… Continue reading KURSAAL FLYERS
A NUCLEAR DEVICE IN SOMERSHAM
Always interesting to see how random strangers end up reading my little blog. “dave greenfield somersham” was a popular search yesterday. But I’ve NEVER blogged about Somersham, tucked away in the low levels of the Fens. Stick “Somersham” in the Search engine at the top of this page and get “Nothing Found“. In fact,… Continue reading A NUCLEAR DEVICE IN SOMERSHAM
……..AND HISTON START ?
Part II of the Impington v Histon special, and more pictures of closed pubs and Spring. At least this is NEW material. You left me at the Railway Vue, with 37 minutes to complete my hour’s exercise and buy eggs and rosemary, which sounds like a Leonard Cohen lyric c.1967. What could be more useful… Continue reading ……..AND HISTON START ?
WHERE DOES IMPINGTON STOP…..
I woke up this morning to the news that Impington Village College was on fire. I’d only walked past it yesterday afternoon. Nothing to do with me; my bunsen burner “incident” came up the B1049 at Cottenham. Principal Ryan Kelsall issues an update as investigation into last night's fire @ImpingtonVC begins https://t.co/XdPXJVm57B @cambsfrs — CambridgeIndependent… Continue reading WHERE DOES IMPINGTON STOP…..
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