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It was a glorious day. A sharp contrast to my last foray around the North East coast, which turned out rather damp. The forecast predicted the warmest early May Bank Holiday on record. I looked out the windows to double check. On a good day, visibility stretches as far as Sunderland from the mother in law's lofty perch. The view confirmed the weather people were on course to get it right today. I ...
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Dancing Dave
David Hooper
And you even get to touch the trophy
Fascinating meander through Hartlepool introducing many of us to a town so pivotal to port and war history of NE England. Your vivid descriptions make it seem like the must see tourist mecca for the uninformed masses. And as usual you attended a lower tier game of football as if you carry your boots and shorts wherever you travel in case they need you to fill in. By the way as football seems to be a passion of yours from your many blogs, what is your football pedigree?