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If you’re a fan of football and a social media user or a travelling league two fan you’ve probably seen THAT flag. Born in Crewe, Live in Crewe, Die in Crewe. Credit: The Guardian For those who’ve never been to the small town in leafy south Cheshire, it’s not quite everything you think when you think Cheshire. There aren’t any historic Tudor buildings lining the streets, there’s no salt, silk or cheese in Crewe either. Crewe does draw comparisons with smaller town and villages in Cheshire, in that you’ll probably spot a Bentley driving round the streets, (that isn’t because John Stones, Harry Maguire or other footballers playing for United or City are nipping to the corner shop in their super cars like they may be in nearby Alderly Edge). It’s because Crewe is home to Bentley and the luxurious motors are made here, so they’re probably being test driven around the testing potholed streets of Crewe.  Crewe is famous for it’s railway junction on the West Coast Main Line as a halfway ...

“Do you think you can keep yourself safe?”  “No” This was the last conversation I had before I was admitted.  “The tea and coffee room is to your right, We don’t keep any sugar in there though so you’ll have to ask a nurse for it if you want any.” How strange I thought, one of the first things I was told after I was alone when I entered this place. It was only a day later I would find out why. There was a lady shuffling about the corridors in her slippers, making obscure demands as she did so, in her possession was her own staff of coffee enough to keep a buffalo awake for the foreseeable, she seemed quite hyper and certainly seemed like she didn’t need any more caffeine let alone sugar. The next lady I saw after my sugar warning was Mrs A, she’s adamant she’s married, though she’s stated that her husband died years ago spurring her on to be adamant that she’s now widowed. She moved onto a money issue, demanding that she banked with Lloyds Bank, but she now withdraw...