Huddersfield is like my ex-girlfriend – cold, hate-filled and full of ugly Polish men

After my wild night out in Manchester, I woke up to endless rain and a phone call from my brother. My grandfather had died about the time I'd flown out to England five days before. It was not unexpected, because he was 93, but that doesn't make it any easier to take. The cold and … Continue reading Huddersfield is like my ex-girlfriend – cold, hate-filled and full of ugly Polish men

Macho Man-chester

The north of England is fantastic, but it often gets overlooked for the south of the country. Sure, London is worth a visit, but ignoring the top half of England to concentrate on the bottom is like ignoring a chick's boobies just because you have access to her fanny - it's a shame and a … Continue reading Macho Man-chester