January 2024. Accrington. For the benefit of our less culturally aware US readers, here’s the reference. Never gets old. Stanley have thrived since that cruel 1989 advert, but at the time of of my first visit years later still languishing in the Northern League. Back in 1995, we rejected a night in a £33 Blackburn… Continue reading SHOULD I HAVE STUCK TO THE MILK IN ACCRINGTON RATHER THAN CHASING PRE-EMPTIVE TICKS ?
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TICKING ACCRINGTON LIKE A TROOPER
January 2024. Accrington. A night in Preston, but still 5 hours till our gig. Exactly the wrong amount of time, really. Despite the station’s perfect positioning, there’s insufficient time to reach a place with more than a lone pub to tick (that would be Carlisle or Glasgow). It’s too late to get to a football… Continue reading TICKING ACCRINGTON LIKE A TROOPER
RAINING CATS & DOGS IN ACCRINGTON
Inevitably, one must follow a morning in Blackburn with an afternoon in Accrington. My best Accy anecdote comes from their Premiership winning season (one more than Liverpool – FACT) when Mrs RM and I were looking for a B & B the night before their match against Forest (I used to tick League grounds). This… Continue reading RAINING CATS & DOGS IN ACCRINGTON
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