As you all know I am from a very small, but quite famous Lacastrian town named Accrington. There are really three things that Accrington is famous for aside from myself and they are:

1) The Milk Advert

2) The Heroic Accrington Pals of the First World War and

3) Accrington Stanley

As you may or may not know Accrington Stanley is in serious threat of no longer existing as a football team due to them owing a huge tax bill of upwards of £300,000. The reason why I haven’t chosen to comment on this up until recently is the fact that Accrington Stanley has done little or nothing to help themselves as regards how they look after their money or give back to the community that they are now urging to aid them in their time of need. Therefore I wouldn’t say I wished the worst upon the historic team, but opted to let the chips fall as they may, this was up until today.

I was talking with a man of approximately 70-years-of-age on the train, when he revealed to me that football is one of the few remaining threads running through communities in Lancashire. He also reminded me that although times change as well as the land scape, football and the teams involved in local communities are what set us apart from the rest of the world and maybe even give us a unified identity.

On that note all I would urge you to think about is how much your community means to you and how things all around you are being changed for better or worse, and if you can spare even a bit of money to make that gentleman on the train and some footballing fans across the world a little happier that their identity remains somewhat intact, then please donate here.

If you wish to read a little further into the problems at Accrington Stanley, Paul Fletcher has written a wonderful piece on the website here.

As you all know I have a bit of a sick interest in all things teen identity and the casuals are a subculture of great interest to me. So for Nick Love to make a film about them in all their glory really makes me smile, especially when it is done in a way which displays some real knowledge and passion. The Firm is out in cinemas tomorrow and anyone who can tell me where I can get my paws on one of those Fila Terrinda Jackets in baby blue I would be much obliged.

It is Lost Art’s 10th Birthday very soon, so I thought that I would post the flyer here. These chaps have been down with T BIRDS since day one so it is only right that we should show a little love on the website. Grab your dancing shoes… I’ll see you on the floor.

The Lovely chaps at Universal Works sent me a lovely parcel a couple of days ago, it isn’t really my place to say what they sent, but it is bloody lovely. Anyways go and check their line out and get saving up for the wool work cardigan with the leather elbow patches!!!

I am sure that I don’t need to make you aware of DJ AM’s recent passing. The world has lost a really positive person and a real talent as well as one of the best contemporary DJs. I am sure that there will be lots of bloggers making similar posts so all I will do it tell you to have a look at the Hundreds website for how much AM meant to sneaker, street and music culture.

Thanks AM.

Welcome to Glasgow. Before I continue this post all I can say is thank you to Joel’s aunt and uncle who put u up for a few days and kept us exceptionally well fed.

Speaking of food Joel’s aunt took us to Hamilton a few miles away from Glasgow where debatably the best ice cream in the world is made and even better than that it is made to your specific flavour. Double-Mint-Fudge Creamed Cookies now exists!!! An far too long it was.

Here is the result, they even put your ice cream in a tub and then into a paper bag, packaging at its best.

How ace are those braces that Joel (baby) is wearing…

Off to Ayr Beach

View from the shore

Sea Pumps

Now it would be very useless of me to describe how amazing the Edinburgh Military Tattoo was, as it was just simply a soul-warming experience. Things like this make you both extremely proud and sad. Sorry about the lack of images I was more interested in watching than taking photos unlike many of the people in front of me. Also apparently the Swiss army has an amazing sense of humour and can play the drums to an excellent level.

Good Night and let’s spend 4 hours driving back to Lancashire at 1.00am… ace!