"I fancy a weekend away in the campervan", my wife said some weeks ago. "Where are Chester playing?". You can't fault that sort of pro-active thinking from a wife who has no real interest in football nor pretends to understand her husband's addiction to following a team playing at a level of football that she'd never heard of until we started going out with each other. As we'd already decided to travel to Salisbury by train, Halifax became the...
