Indeed. My advice about Italian cities is always the same. Visit and then stay longer than you might think sensible. They all repay getting to know them better.
Especially Siena, Florence and Bologna.
Are you sure it was actually CLOSING time?
In the good old days, the Ram at Firle was run by Mary Hufflett, whose family had held the licence since God was a boy. One year, Lewes District Council decided that all pubs in the district would stay open during the summer months until 11.00pm...
Most Home Secretaries like to justify their actions by hiding behind their officials, the civil servants. And then defending those officials. When decisions turn out to be wrong, the politicians genuinely believe that they personally did no wrong.
This isn't how it should be. At a local...
At least he's answering the question when it's put to him. Theresa May is refusing to speak publicly about anything, unless her minders have vetted the questions.
I was also involved in selecting a winner in a little competition that was designed to promote the Withdean Park and Ride service that East Sussex County Council had set up. A Marks and Spencer voucher was to be handed out to the "100,000th" passenger that used the service. The Argus was lined...
And a third prize I won was in the very first edition of the "You Are The Ref" competition run by The Observer. They offered a prize for a scenario that might puzzle football fans with an interest in the more obscure bits of the laws of football. My scenario was all about what a referee should...
I also won a vinyl recording of the West Ham United cup final team, singing "I'm Forever Blowing Bubbles". This was in a BBC Radio Brighton competition on a programme that was being compered by a mate of mine, who simply wanted to get rid of the disc because (1) he didn't want to play it on his...
When I was 13, I won a beach skittles tournament in Newquay. The prize was a rather expensive cigarette lighter. An ideal gift for any 13 year old, I thought ... even then.
I remember getting into Mark McGhee's office in the portacabin at Withdean (don't ask, I can't remember, and anyway he should have locked the door) and discovering that the supply of alcohol that he kept there was not, in fact, pints of whisky.
I remember once asking a tat-salesperson in the street outside Withdean whether he had a permit to trade on the street. He produced an ID badge which seemed to confirm that he did.
If I have to choose just one ... it's being passed a glass of bubbly from the "friends and family" area at the side of the stage. A reminder that these guys are still the same friends and family that they have been ever since Hereford.
The Standard Life contribution only came along in the very final years of the dedicated Withdean P&R service. Before that, it was definitely funded from ratepayers and Council Tax. I know that, because I was the budget holder.
It's a good illustration of how Section 106 funding can backfire...