Last weekend I traveled down south with my fiance for our Dorset stag and hen do’s.
I was born and brought up in Poole, Dorset. I moved up to the Manchester area to go to Salford University in 2001, and have lived up here ever since.
When you consider the beauty of the place, I often get asked why I haven’t moved back home. It’s not quite the idyllic land of farmers and yacht owning millionaires everyone thinks it is. Continue reading
Football is simply a pastime, a sport. Yet, to many who follow a football team it is a passion that is central not only to their life, but also defines them.
The tribal loyalty it invokes has in the past given witness to scenes of horrific hooligan violence, but now has developed into something else – a hybrid of those old days of masculine working class defiance, and the open ways of thinking that have come since.
In 70s and 80s, to follow football was a gritty affair. Continue reading