Having managed 30 less ticks last season than in 2016/7, looks like I’m slowing down a bit! It actually didn’t seem that way, but statistics don’t lie, do they? With my erstwhile travelling companion (the Aussie) requiring brownie points to venture too far these days, looks like our overseas forays might have to take a back seat this coming season, but with my target of getting all Step 5 leagues down to five or less by the end of 2018/9, I’m sure I’ll have plenty to do.
As well as recording my travels around various stadia, the general idea of this blog is to report on the availability (or not) of good ale and pescatarian food at or in the vicinity of grounds. The lack of vegetarian fayre in particular often leads me to believe I must be the only veggie (or pesky even) in football, otherwise there’d surely be a national outcry. The beer situation is only marginally better, although I’d say that one in two grounds normally has at least a bottled British ale on offer.
A bit about me – I went to my first match (at Filbert Street, Leicester) with my father in 1965 and followed Leicester for ten years. I always say they were ‘my dad’s team’ and when I got itchy feet (and a car) I started what I call my first tour of new grounds (1976/77), during which I went to the City Ground for the first time and got the Forest bug. They’ve been ‘my team’ ever since.
My second new ground tour started in 1987 when working in the Black Country and I followed Wolves around the lower reaches, and apart from a couple of years watching Darlington home & away (for no other reason than I loved Feethams and met like-minded souls) it was Forest all the way.
That was until in 2004 I got the wandering bug again, and began my third (and still ongoing) tour of new grounds. The wife thinks I’m sad but it keeps me happy…