One of the great joys of driving up the M6 – apart from not being crushed and burnt to death by drunk footballers – is that for long stretches the motorway runs parallel to the West Coast Main Line, the bendy version of the East Coast Main Line. When you’re at the wheels of an […]
Think about the following question very carefully: when was the last time you went to Stoke-on-sodding-Trent? More specifically, when was the last time you went to Stoke-on-sodding-Trent WITHOUT STOPPING YOUR CAR?
Venture to Leicester’s tenuous outskirts and you will encounter the same bleak suburban wasteland you’ll find in every city: low density industrial units replete with vast tracts of asphalt car-parks, massive windswept road junctions, huge council safari parks patrolled by armed feral vermin and flat-pack pubs serving tasteless gruel marketed as ‘good, honest food’.