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I was stuck in a bog, just like English cricket in the 1990s

In the latest in his series reflecting on places and pathways, Will Gore recalls a trip to the Yorkshire Dales

Sunday 24 March 2019 10:13 GMT
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Some people hop into a bog for fun
Some people hop into a bog for fun

It was the Ashes. We always tried to get test match tickets when the Australians were England’s summer opponents, with a preference for visiting the grounds outside London.

Trent Bridge in Nottingham was our favourite but this year we had travelled to Leeds for the second day of the fourth test, with the intention of driving on to the Yorkshire Dales after play had finished.

After leaving Headingley we stopped at Harry Ramsden’s in Guiseley (the original branch), eating fish and chips with white bread and butter as a pianist tinkled the ivories in the corner of the restaurant.

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