When you think that far back, games are framing devices for otherwise lost days’ part-salvaged films such as the one in late December ’93 – I’ll call it Black Country Mince Pies – in a Sierra Sapphire up the M6 for an unlikely 3-2 and a Sean Farrell hat-trick. That afternoon would have gone for […]

When he takes a long haul flight through the sun’s dipped beams outlining grey, when everyone sleeps he stays awake. When others revise for future tests or diverted minds shift between screens, Erling takes a literal view of what comes next. Now flight path lines and contrails stretch even rhythm across a screen of blue […]

There’s a different kind of freedom when you opt out in faded Berghaus, not carrying much over the bridge as a train rattles over the viaduct between stubble fields, lighting its way like the end of your roll up. You descend into a quiet neighbourhood, perhaps heading to the allotments with a radio tuned to […]

Black cushions of recycled Continental are semi-volatile compounds like the Sandhurst centre-back channelling his week into a tackle. In Tiempos, feel the rubber crumb of zinc-enriched non-organic infill rush-tipped on a garden’s London Clay for snails or insects to appropriate a cost for keeping flesh wounds at bay. Rake out the cork, sink a foot […]

After all that transpired: injuries, bereavements, heartaches, relegation to No.3 before a transfer back to Cardiff Met: crucial stops at critical times. After everything you didn’t plan – the sun behind a cloud over Mumbles, the re-take when you stepped off your line: crucial stops at critical times. After everything you thought was right – […]