UNDER THE ARCHES. PREEMPTIVE BURTON

Some folk told me it was too far to walk out to the Elms from central Burton; lads, it took 16 minutes to get back to Coopers, admiring the ducks, and the bridge over the Trent. Just time to catch up with the hipster vinyl chart at the record shop, and be unwisely diverted under… Continue reading UNDER THE ARCHES. PREEMPTIVE BURTON