I stayed in Manchester (well, Eccles) on Wednesday night, the night that Messi, Neymar and Mbappé came to town. But I didn’t watch City put the moneybags French in their place, instead letting Matt and James have the two tickets my season ticket allows me. I’ve seen Messi three times anyway, and I’d rather have… Continue reading PSG ARE IN TOWN. I’M IN SWINTON.
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A NIGHT IN PICCADILLY
Arriving back in Manchester last Tuesday, I had conflicting feelings. Finally, some great pubiness in Kendal, but only five (5) ticks for me efforts. BRAPA wouldn’t get out of bed on Saturday for five ticks. But Manchester looked glorious, the streets shone, and the holy trinity on Portland Street called. I resisted. Thrillingly, my night… Continue reading A NIGHT IN PICCADILLY
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