KILLING 39 MINUTES IN WARRINGTON BANK QUAY

And just like that, I’m a week behind with the blog again. A week ago, I was leaving Warrington Bank Quay wondering how to kill thirty-nine (39) minutes before the train whizzed me home tired and emotional to Sheffield. I almost felt deprived of my usual Preston-Wigan-Stockport route. Time for a stroll, a glance at… Continue reading KILLING 39 MINUTES IN WARRINGTON BANK QUAY

CHEADLE – FLAT CAPS, FLAT WHITES, FOAMY BEER

Next stop, Cheadle. No, no, not THAT Cheadle. The one Stockport owns. And seamlessly from one Hulme to another one; W. Hulme Farm Produce is still boarded up. Information welcome. Bar the Church of St Mary’s, it’s the architectural highlight of a village that’s little more than a main road from Stockport to the A34… Continue reading CHEADLE – FLAT CAPS, FLAT WHITES, FOAMY BEER

SOMETHING FISHY IN CULCHETH

More Woolyback excitement for you as I enter the rarely visited Culceth, the Yarm of the West (checks compass, yes, west). One of the least visited large villages in England, after Waterbeach, and seemingly only famous as the birthplace of Andy Burnham. But look closely just south-west and note “Little Town”, which inspired a famous… Continue reading SOMETHING FISHY IN CULCHETH