BLUES & BOOZE IN THE BOOTHEN END

I intrude quite literally onto LifeAfterFootball territory here, with a couple of Midlands pubs within a cultured Ian Clarkson hoof* of the old Stoke City ground when he donned the famous red and white jersey. Stoke, the town rather than the city, is a convenient train ride from Manchester, which meant I didn’t need to… Continue reading BLUES & BOOZE IN THE BOOTHEN END