A winter’s tale enjoying time-warp thriller at the Stadium
The long lines of parked cars remain outside Neptune Stadium when there’s a game on. Yesterday they were snaking up the North Monastery Road as far as Sunvalley Drive, and along Redemption Road, spilling down along Gerald Griffin and Great William O’Brien Streets. Bumper to bumper, wedged across footpaths as haphazardly as ever.
If a neutron bomb detonated a mile over Blackpool, it would hardly leave the unmanned cars strewn as randomly around the streets.
