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You’re right, it started to go downhill when the Council LeaderRoy Oldham died, he was Labour and had a good knowledge of business, the latest Labour leadership have proven inadequate and don’t have a clue, the Labour Councillor for my ward was non existent leading up to the latest election...

That’s the one I couldn’t think of, yep definitely Jones, bought quite a few records from there.

Think you’re right about the second hand records on George Street and I think they also bought ex juke box singles for resale as well. However going back to around 78 when punk came on the scene the owner would source new records for you, especially the picture discs that weren’t available at...

There was an independent record shop on George Street, used to buy my punk collection from there, (I know you like that generation of music) can’t for the life of me remember what it was called. Think Woolworths used to sell records as well. Plus there was a record shop on the second floor of...

The saying is “if you’re good enough you’re old enough” you’re on the right lines though, will be interesting if we do sign him.

Yep, walk down Stanford Street and back up Old Street or vice versa and end up in Ashton Market, did it nearly every Saturday with my Mum and Sister as my Dad worked Saturdays.

Xhaka received a £5m signing on fee and £150k per week in wages when he signed for Sunderland. As the Chav’s pay relatively low wages I can’t see them matching his financial package and paying a transfer fee to sign him.

I tried to link Big into the post but for some reason it wouldn’t let me, it’s a one horse town and even the horse has fucked off now!

My home town Ashton, my Mrs calls it Trashton, has been in decline for a good few years now. We’ve gone from a thriving market town of 50 years ago to a shit hole of a place today. The Council are useless, they received a grant of £5m from the Government to renovate the Town Hall and the...

The Slaughter House (Tulip) only closed about three years ago, and its “Dukinfield” not “Dukenfield”. Just on the border of Duky there was a slipper and Industrial footwear company called Futura that closed some 30 years ago so you weren’t far off :-).

Someone is going to get sacked pretty quickly.

It did have a fair slope, always better to play the second half kicking down hill away from the hospital. A friend of mine bought the old derelict barn at the bottom of the pitch and built three houses on the land including the one he lives in, it’s magnificent, one of the best barn...

We shouldn’t buy any players from Wolves, most have Mendes as their agent or advisor and he’s a ****.

Don’t give the Chav’s one penny for their cast offs, including Fernandez , he maybe a good player but he’s a disruptive twat. Same goes for Gusto and even though Neto is a different character he’s not good enough. I’m not feeling the love for Maresca, think we’ve dropped a massive bollock...

I’m a frequent visitor to Greenfield, Uppermill and Deplh, I’ll be there for my wife’s birthday tomorrow, one year short of a significant birthday. I’ve been in Ashton most of my life, was looking after elderly parents whilst working up to four years ago, it wasn’t an option to move even a few...

Roland Bardsley built them, not the best! Not a bad area but Ashton is not great to be honest nowadays but all my small family and friends live within 10 miles, at my age moving too far is not an option.

Wanking from home as it was known at a company I worked for.

It’s disrespectful to white van drivers, when I used to listen it was generally wankers, probably sales reps calling in on their hands free phones spouting sycophantic nonsense to the presenters, generally “great show”. Absolute wankers who thought being hands free was a sign of intelligence...

If you’ve ever had a deep clean that’s brutal, the one I had before my front dental implants needed about 10/12 from memory, my nose and lower part of my eyeballs were as numb as Wayne Rooney.

I left Hartshead in 75, I used to live near the grammar school though just off Mossley Road until we moved to the Barracks. Happy childhood around there, used to jump over the fence on to the grammar pitch right at the bottom where there was a street lamp, we played “Wembley” every night in...