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Boreham Wood Away

For the first time since 2019 I had a no restrictions football match to look forward to. With the mercury set to hit 30 degrees and a day booked off work the excitement levels had been building over the last few weeks. I had enjoyed a bath, walked the dogs at Astral Sports park and put on my summer clobber:

  • Adidas Trimm Trabb
  • Aquascutum Shorts
  • Lacoste Polo
  • Ellesse Bucket Hat
  • Ray-Ban Mirrored Aviators

Mrs Fleet dropped me at the newsagents next to Franks Café in town and I purchased a Daily Star. The tomatoes have feelings cover story caught my eye as well as the fact that the UK was going to be hotter than the Sahara. Then for the first time in a long time I bowled into the café and ordered my breakfast. Like a player returning from a lengthy injury, skills I used to take for granted needed to be relearned and I stared at the menu unsure what to order. Anyway, I made my selection and took my seat and enjoyed the paper – I read an article about the football kit supplier and thought how much my boys would like a replica kit if only we had not changed supplier all those years ago. You can imagine my shock when a breakfast that included chips arrived – it looked like a carb overload – I ordered:

  • Fried Egg
  • Chips
  • Black Pudding
  • Sausgae
  • 2 Bacon
  • Beans
  • 2 Bread & Butter
  • Tea
It was a schoolboy error, but like the players better to get it out the system for a pre-season game knowing that when the real thing comes around in a few weeks I will be much better placed to get the basics right.

Breakfast finished I plugged in my apple headphones – turned the volume up to full and selected the Prodigy. I then walked to the station feeling like a million dollars ready to take on the world. On arrival at the station, I purchased a travelcard, a lucozade and a water – the drinks were polished off on the platform and I caught the 11:34 to London Euston. The journey down was uneventful. On arrival at Euston I caught the tube to Embankment and then on to Blackfriars. I exited the station and walked across Blackfriars bridge. London has a lot of problems, but I have to say it really did look extra special basking in the summer sun.

Anyway, I arrived at the first pub of the day the Doggett’s Coat and Badge at 13:00 and ordered myself a bottle of Devon Red with ice. I wanted to enjoy one drink on my own and be the first chap to have a matchday drink in our first topflight season since the 1940’s. It was a moment of quiet celebration and reflection – just a shame I could not mark the occasion with Herefords finest cider a Strongbow. Anyway 30 minutes later at 13:30 Sir Nick of Logan arrived, and we enjoyed our first pint together before walking five minutes down the south bank to the Flounders Arms at about 14:00. We took a table outside overlooking the Thames and I hit the Bulmer’s. It seemed a great way to kick the season off enjoying cider in the Summer Sun overlooking the Thames. Before long Jambo had turned up. We all passed the time talking about some of the low points of the GPG in recent weeks, threads about cheering for Saka when he plays us, supporting Denmark over England, people wanting to stay locked down for ever (you all know who you are).

We were all having such a great time that it was not long before another couple of pints had been knocked back and it was time to go and find a supermarket for #cans – harder than you think in this part of town, but we did eventually find somewhere. We caught the train from Blackfriars to Boreham Wood and were joined by Motherwell Bee at Farringdon – as the drink flowed it was clear to all that the good times were back, and we left the train (unopposed) at Borehamwood at 17:00.

The first pub we went into was the Alfred Arms by the station. We were greeted by none other than the famous social media sensation the Boreham Wood midget who went viral during the Euros – he seemed pleased to see us. This pub was my kind of boozer, and I would have been quite happy to stay here for the rest of the day (including the match). There were four rough looking Murphy Men there who we left alone and some tramp like Burnley fan who I chatted a bit of football with.

Before you knew it another two pints were demolished, and we were making our way down the high street to the next stop a little Irish boozer called the Wishing Well. Lionheart joined us here. This pub was a bit of a dump, but it’s one distinguishing feature was the dreadful beer garden at the back which consisted of one table a couple of chairs and an ash covered bench – it was the worst I have ever been in and that’s saying something given some of the places we have had a drink over the years. We sat down and enjoyed more Strongbow in the sun. It was not long before the air conditioning unit kicked in and was so noisy, we decided to head back inside.

After another couple of pints, we made our way further up the high street to the Hart & Spool where we stood outside the pub drinking. For a spoons it was pretty decent and even had a few other Brentford fans in there – no Boreham Wood who lived up to their non-league billing of having absolutely no chaps whatsoever. 10 pints of various ciders and a can of Strongbow before the first game was a pretty decent effort and whilst I could have stayed in the pub Nick Logan pointed out that we should probably make an effort and watch the match, so we headed to the ground.

Once in Meadow Park we made our way round to the home terrace and positioned ourselves behind the goal. I enjoyed some light-hearted banter with some of their fans (they had no chaps sadly) but as things were starting to get somewhat lively we decided that we would go to the bar and have a drink which is what we did. I think we stayed here till the 2nd half – it gets a blurry if I am honest, perhaps it was the sun getting to me as I tucked into my 11th and 12th pint. On our return to the ground the stewards kindly gave us an escort to the other end of the ground, as they were concerned that some of the Wood fans were getting over excited, regardless we took it as an opportunity to enjoy some more high jinks with the home support, carrying ourselves off with a mixture of distain, panache and nonchalance – textbook chapness.

As most will know – when it comes to friendlies the football itself is completely irrelevant and its all about the social. I don’t remember anything that happened on the pitch but do remember chatting with the Boreham Wood midget again with Motherwell Bee and Lionheart.

I’m pretty sure we left shortly before the end of the match, and I knew that a train home from Boreham Wood on a Tuesday evening would bound to have some characters on board (we were not to be disappointed). We stopped at the off license for #cans and boarded our train home – it must have been the 21:40 I think. We were kept company by a friendly heroin addict who we passed the time chatting to. Despite having a terrible drug problem, he was well connected in the spirit and beverages world and had a bag of bargain price drinks on him. It goes to show you should never judge a book by its cover and great to see him taking the initiative and offering a useful service to the general public despite his personal problems. Motherwell bought a bottle of gin off him for the way home.

I have no recollection of getting to Euston and was surprised when Mrs Fleet seemed a little upset with me when my train arrived at Leighton Buzzard at 23:40 as opposed to 23:10 so she had had to wait in a dark car park for 30 minutes for me. We drove to the Tesco car park near the kebab shop which was full of teenagers vandalizing the place and throwing shopping trollies around. I left Mrs Fleet in the car and went to Kebab Ye Kebab shop for some Kebabs. Mrs Fleet asked me to get her chips in a pitta to make up for the 30 minute wait. I completely forgot what she ordered and ordered us both 2 extra large Chicken Shish kebabs (salad, chili sauce, no green peppers, no lemon, no cucumber) – she was less than pleased when I came back to the car with completely the wrong order. I tried to tell her that this is what preseason friendly matches are all about – ironing out the mistakes before the real action takes place in a few weeks but she just did not seem to get it.

All in in despite some of the teething problems it was a solid return to the topflight for the Brentford chap contingent that sets us up for our Blackpool trip against the Red Devils next week perfectly. As Joe Fagin said That’s Living Alright.

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Boreham Wood Away

For the first time since 2019 I had a no restrictions football match to look forward to. With the mercury set to hit 30 degrees and a day booked off work the excitement levels had been building over the last few weeks. I had enjoyed a bath, walked the dogs at Astral Sports park and put on my summer clobber:

  • Adidas Trimm Trabb
  • Aquascutum Shorts
  • Lacoste Polo
  • Ellesse Bucket Hat
  • Ray-Ban Mirrored Aviators

Mrs Fleet dropped me at the newsagents next to Franks Café in town and I purchased a Daily Star. The tomatoes have feelings cover story caught my eye as well as the fact that the UK was going to be hotter than the Sahara. Then for the first time in a long time I bowled into the café and ordered my breakfast. Like a player returning from a lengthy injury, skills I used to take for granted needed to be relearned and I stared at the menu unsure what to order. Anyway, I made my selection and took my seat and enjoyed the paper – I read an article about the football kit supplier and thought how much my boys would like a replica kit if only we had not changed supplier all those years ago. You can imagine my shock when a breakfast that included chips arrived – it looked like a carb overload – I ordered:

  • Fried Egg
  • Chips
  • Black Pudding
  • Sausgae
  • 2 Bacon
  • Beans
  • 2 Bread & Butter
  • Tea
It was a schoolboy error, but like the players better to get it out the system for a pre-season game knowing that when the real thing comes around in a few weeks I will be much better placed to get the basics right.

Breakfast finished I plugged in my apple headphones – turned the volume up to full and selected the Prodigy. I then walked to the station feeling like a million dollars ready to take on the world. On arrival at the station, I purchased a travelcard, a lucozade and a water – the drinks were polished off on the platform and I caught the 11:34 to London Euston. The journey down was uneventful. On arrival at Euston I caught the tube to Embankment and then on to Blackfriars. I exited the station and walked across Blackfriars bridge. London has a lot of problems, but I have to say it really did look extra special basking in the summer sun.

Anyway, I arrived at the first pub of the day the Doggett’s Coat and Badge at 13:00 and ordered myself a bottle of Devon Red with ice. I wanted to enjoy one drink on my own and be the first chap to have a matchday drink in our first topflight season since the 1940’s. It was a moment of quiet celebration and reflection – just a shame I could not mark the occasion with Herefords finest cider a Strongbow. Anyway 30 minutes later at 13:30 Sir Nick of Logan arrived, and we enjoyed our first pint together before walking five minutes down the south bank to the Flounders Arms at about 14:00. We took a table outside overlooking the Thames and I hit the Bulmer’s. It seemed a great way to kick the season off enjoying cider in the Summer Sun overlooking the Thames. Before long Jambo had turned up. We all passed the time talking about some of the low points of the GPG in recent weeks, threads about cheering for Saka when he plays us, supporting Denmark over England, people wanting to stay locked down for ever (you all know who you are).

We were all having such a great time that it was not long before another couple of pints had been knocked back and it was time to go and find a supermarket for #cans – harder than you think in this part of town, but we did eventually find somewhere. We caught the train from Blackfriars to Boreham Wood and were joined by Motherwell Bee at Farringdon – as the drink flowed it was clear to all that the good times were back, and we left the train (unopposed) at Borehamwood at 17:00.

The first pub we went into was the Alfred Arms by the station. We were greeted by none other than the famous social media sensation the Boreham Wood midget who went viral during the Euros – he seemed pleased to see us. This pub was my kind of boozer, and I would have been quite happy to stay here for the rest of the day (including the match). There were four rough looking Murphy Men there who we left alone and some tramp like Burnley fan who I chatted a bit of football with.

Before you knew it another two pints were demolished, and we were making our way down the high street to the next stop a little Irish boozer called the Wishing Well. Lionheart joined us here. This pub was a bit of a dump, but it’s one distinguishing feature was the dreadful beer garden at the back which consisted of one table a couple of chairs and an ash covered bench – it was the worst I have ever been in and that’s saying something given some of the places we have had a drink over the years. We sat down and enjoyed more Strongbow in the sun. It was not long before the air conditioning unit kicked in and was so noisy, we decided to head back inside.

After another couple of pints, we made our way further up the high street to the Hart & Spool where we stood outside the pub drinking. For a spoons it was pretty decent and even had a few other Brentford fans in there – no Boreham Wood who lived up to their non-league billing of having absolutely no chaps whatsoever. 10 pints of various ciders and a can of Strongbow before the first game was a pretty decent effort and whilst I could have stayed in the pub Nick Logan pointed out that we should probably make an effort and watch the match, so we headed to the ground.

Once in Meadow Park we made our way round to the home terrace and positioned ourselves behind the goal. I enjoyed some light-hearted banter with some of their fans (they had no chaps sadly) but as things were starting to get somewhat lively we decided that we would go to the bar and have a drink which is what we did. I think we stayed here till the 2nd half – it gets a blurry if I am honest, perhaps it was the sun getting to me as I tucked into my 11th and 12th pint. On our return to the ground the stewards kindly gave us an escort to the other end of the ground, as they were concerned that some of the Wood fans were getting over excited, regardless we took it as an opportunity to enjoy some more high jinks with the home support, carrying ourselves off with a mixture of distain, panache and nonchalance – textbook chapness.

As most will know – when it comes to friendlies the football itself is completely irrelevant and its all about the social. I don’t remember anything that happened on the pitch but do remember chatting with the Boreham Wood midget again with Motherwell Bee and Lionheart.

I’m pretty sure we left shortly before the end of the match, and I knew that a train home from Boreham Wood on a Tuesday evening would bound to have some characters on board (we were not to be disappointed). We stopped at the off license for #cans and boarded our train home – it must have been the 21:40 I think. We were kept company by a friendly heroin addict who we passed the time chatting to. Despite having a terrible drug problem, he was well connected in the spirit and beverages world and had a bag of bargain price drinks on him. It goes to show you should never judge a book by its cover and great to see him taking the initiative and offering a useful service to the general public despite his personal problems. Motherwell bought a bottle of gin off him for the way home.

I have no recollection of getting to Euston and was surprised when Mrs Fleet seemed a little upset with me when my train arrived at Leighton Buzzard at 23:40 as opposed to 23:10 so she had had to wait in a dark car park for 30 minutes for me. We drove to the Tesco car park near the kebab shop which was full of teenagers vandalizing the place and throwing shopping trollies around. I left Mrs Fleet in the car and went to Kebab Ye Kebab shop for some Kebabs. Mrs Fleet asked me to get her chips in a pitta to make up for the 30 minute wait. I completely forgot what she ordered and ordered us both 2 extra large Chicken Shish kebabs (salad, chili sauce, no green peppers, no lemon, no cucumber) – she was less than pleased when I came back to the car with completely the wrong order. I tried to tell her that this is what preseason friendly matches are all about – ironing out the mistakes before the real action takes place in a few weeks but she just did not seem to get it.

All in in despite some of the teething problems it was a solid return to the topflight for the Brentford chap contingent that sets us up for our Blackpool trip against the Red Devils next week perfectly. As Joe Fagin said That’s Living Alright.

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Brilliant John mate!!!’
I feel pissed reading about your day
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No castle badge on the card?
Any mention of the castle badge should result in a lifetime ban. Middlesex swords on card gets max cred points. 3 swords on a shirt …….
 

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I enjoy all of it except that someone actually reads the Daily Star! Surely that cant be true?
 

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Great to see you back, can't wait for this seasons match reports, got a feeling the man utd friendly one is going to be a stonker.
 

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It’s the anticipation isn’t it, how many days after the match will the report go up, as each day passes you know when it arrives it’s going to be a cracker of a report, they are so well written and each one surpasses the previous. Keep it up FJ and remember your crew, the reports would only be half what they are without the rest of the chaps involvement.
 

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Wondered if including the score, perhaps even the goal scorers, would be a worthwhile addition to the match reports going forward?

What a Bizarre request 😂 wtf have they got to do with the price of eggs
 

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Oh how these have been missed! As reluctant as a healthcare employee should be to promote such bodily destructive behaviours, I shall repeat that these alone make the GPG subscription fee worthwhile :sorted:
 

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Wondered if including the score, perhaps even the goal scorers, would be a worthwhile addition to the match reports going forward?

The amount of Bow consumed during an average FJ day out, I'm amazed he still remembers who we've played against, let alone those sort of minor details.
 

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Boreham Wood Away

For the first time since 2019 I had a no restrictions football match to look forward to. With the mercury set to hit 30 degrees and a day booked off work the excitement levels had been building over the last few weeks. I had enjoyed a bath, walked the dogs at Astral Sports park and put on my summer clobber:

  • Adidas Trimm Trabb
  • Aquascutum Shorts
  • Lacoste Polo
  • Ellesse Bucket Hat
  • Ray-Ban Mirrored Aviators

Mrs Fleet dropped me at the newsagents next to Franks Café in town and I purchased a Daily Star. The tomatoes have feelings cover story caught my eye as well as the fact that the UK was going to be hotter than the Sahara. Then for the first time in a long time I bowled into the café and ordered my breakfast. Like a player returning from a lengthy injury, skills I used to take for granted needed to be relearned and I stared at the menu unsure what to order. Anyway, I made my selection and took my seat and enjoyed the paper – I read an article about the football kit supplier and thought how much my boys would like a replica kit if only we had not changed supplier all those years ago. You can imagine my shock when a breakfast that included chips arrived – it looked like a carb overload – I ordered:

  • Fried Egg
  • Chips
  • Black Pudding
  • Sausgae
  • 2 Bacon
  • Beans
  • 2 Bread & Butter
  • Tea
It was a schoolboy error, but like the players better to get it out the system for a pre-season game knowing that when the real thing comes around in a few weeks I will be much better placed to get the basics right.

Breakfast finished I plugged in my apple headphones – turned the volume up to full and selected the Prodigy. I then walked to the station feeling like a million dollars ready to take on the world. On arrival at the station, I purchased a travelcard, a lucozade and a water – the drinks were polished off on the platform and I caught the 11:34 to London Euston. The journey down was uneventful. On arrival at Euston I caught the tube to Embankment and then on to Blackfriars. I exited the station and walked across Blackfriars bridge. London has a lot of problems, but I have to say it really did look extra special basking in the summer sun.

Anyway, I arrived at the first pub of the day the Doggett’s Coat and Badge at 13:00 and ordered myself a bottle of Devon Red with ice. I wanted to enjoy one drink on my own and be the first chap to have a matchday drink in our first topflight season since the 1940’s. It was a moment of quiet celebration and reflection – just a shame I could not mark the occasion with Herefords finest cider a Strongbow. Anyway 30 minutes later at 13:30 Sir Nick of Logan arrived, and we enjoyed our first pint together before walking five minutes down the south bank to the Flounders Arms at about 14:00. We took a table outside overlooking the Thames and I hit the Bulmer’s. It seemed a great way to kick the season off enjoying cider in the Summer Sun overlooking the Thames. Before long Jambo had turned up. We all passed the time talking about some of the low points of the GPG in recent weeks, threads about cheering for Saka when he plays us, supporting Denmark over England, people wanting to stay locked down for ever (you all know who you are).

We were all having such a great time that it was not long before another couple of pints had been knocked back and it was time to go and find a supermarket for #cans – harder than you think in this part of town, but we did eventually find somewhere. We caught the train from Blackfriars to Boreham Wood and were joined by Motherwell Bee at Farringdon – as the drink flowed it was clear to all that the good times were back, and we left the train (unopposed) at Borehamwood at 17:00.

The first pub we went into was the Alfred Arms by the station. We were greeted by none other than the famous social media sensation the Boreham Wood midget who went viral during the Euros – he seemed pleased to see us. This pub was my kind of boozer, and I would have been quite happy to stay here for the rest of the day (including the match). There were four rough looking Murphy Men there who we left alone and some tramp like Burnley fan who I chatted a bit of football with.

Before you knew it another two pints were demolished, and we were making our way down the high street to the next stop a little Irish boozer called the Wishing Well. Lionheart joined us here. This pub was a bit of a dump, but it’s one distinguishing feature was the dreadful beer garden at the back which consisted of one table a couple of chairs and an ash covered bench – it was the worst I have ever been in and that’s saying something given some of the places we have had a drink over the years. We sat down and enjoyed more Strongbow in the sun. It was not long before the air conditioning unit kicked in and was so noisy, we decided to head back inside.

After another couple of pints, we made our way further up the high street to the Hart & Spool where we stood outside the pub drinking. For a spoons it was pretty decent and even had a few other Brentford fans in there – no Boreham Wood who lived up to their non-league billing of having absolutely no chaps whatsoever. 10 pints of various ciders and a can of Strongbow before the first game was a pretty decent effort and whilst I could have stayed in the pub Nick Logan pointed out that we should probably make an effort and watch the match, so we headed to the ground.

Once in Meadow Park we made our way round to the home terrace and positioned ourselves behind the goal. I enjoyed some light-hearted banter with some of their fans (they had no chaps sadly) but as things were starting to get somewhat lively we decided that we would go to the bar and have a drink which is what we did. I think we stayed here till the 2nd half – it gets a blurry if I am honest, perhaps it was the sun getting to me as I tucked into my 11th and 12th pint. On our return to the ground the stewards kindly gave us an escort to the other end of the ground, as they were concerned that some of the Wood fans were getting over excited, regardless we took it as an opportunity to enjoy some more high jinks with the home support, carrying ourselves off with a mixture of distain, panache and nonchalance – textbook chapness.

As most will know – when it comes to friendlies the football itself is completely irrelevant and its all about the social. I don’t remember anything that happened on the pitch but do remember chatting with the Boreham Wood midget again with Motherwell Bee and Lionheart.

I’m pretty sure we left shortly before the end of the match, and I knew that a train home from Boreham Wood on a Tuesday evening would bound to have some characters on board (we were not to be disappointed). We stopped at the off license for #cans and boarded our train home – it must have been the 21:40 I think. We were kept company by a friendly heroin addict who we passed the time chatting to. Despite having a terrible drug problem, he was well connected in the spirit and beverages world and had a bag of bargain price drinks on him. It goes to show you should never judge a book by its cover and great to see him taking the initiative and offering a useful service to the general public despite his personal problems. Motherwell bought a bottle of gin off him for the way home.

I have no recollection of getting to Euston and was surprised when Mrs Fleet seemed a little upset with me when my train arrived at Leighton Buzzard at 23:40 as opposed to 23:10 so she had had to wait in a dark car park for 30 minutes for me. We drove to the Tesco car park near the kebab shop which was full of teenagers vandalizing the place and throwing shopping trollies around. I left Mrs Fleet in the car and went to Kebab Ye Kebab shop for some Kebabs. Mrs Fleet asked me to get her chips in a pitta to make up for the 30 minute wait. I completely forgot what she ordered and ordered us both 2 extra large Chicken Shish kebabs (salad, chili sauce, no green peppers, no lemon, no cucumber) – she was less than pleased when I came back to the car with completely the wrong order. I tried to tell her that this is what preseason friendly matches are all about – ironing out the mistakes before the real action takes place in a few weeks but she just did not seem to get it.

All in in despite some of the teething problems it was a solid return to the topflight for the Brentford chap contingent that sets us up for our Blackpool trip against the Red Devils next week perfectly. As Joe Fagin said That’s Living Alright.

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a tremendous return FJ.....the season bodes well ;)
 

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FJ, good to see you and the "chaps" outside the Hart & Spool pre match and for explaining the escort by the stewards from the home end. :) Hope to see you at Old Trafford and eagerly await the next installment!
 

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As always a great read and makes me feel inadequate with my tame away days.
 

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Wondered if including the score, perhaps even the goal scorers, would be a worthwhile addition to the match reports going forward?
You don't buy a copy of the Sun (or the Star for that matter) to read in-depth analysis about world affairs...
 

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Oh how these have been missed. Shows that we are finally getting back to some normality. Utd away should be a classic.

Well in FJ. :sorted:

Ps you have a very understanding other half. :LOL:
 

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I enjoy all of it except that someone actually reads the Daily Star! Surely that cant be true?
I buy the Daily Star too from time to time - I find it a laugh and there has been a real art to some of their front page splashes over the last year or so. PS - great to see you report again , Fleet John. I've missed your reports too.
 

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An excellent report.

@Fleet John if you’re not aware of it already, you might want to check out the new indy mag Paninaro which I reckon you’d enjoy.

Issue 2 has a dedication to a fella of my acquaintance who sadly recently took his own life.
A reminder that depression is something that can effect even the strongest of people.

Issue 1 and 2 completely sold out.
 
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Issue 2 has a dedication to a fella of my acquaintance who sadly recently took his own life.
A reminder that depression is something that can effect even the strongest of people.

Issue 1 and 2 completely sold out.

Looks like a relaunched The Face, re-covering their articles from the late 80s and 90s.
 
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