Whizz Town

Posted on by Frank Brinkley

Wigan lies just a few miles down the road from St Helens, where I was born. Wiganers considered us the noisy neighbours while we joked that they were humourless country bumpkins. When I first looked down from Billinge Lump onto Wigan’s pit heads and smoking chimneys dotted among a conglomeration of cluttered streets, what I […]

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