Match : Matlock Town v Stalybridge Celtic
Squad : Bowen (15th cap), Quincy (15th cap), Richo, Laddsy (10th cap), Laddso (10th cap), Kenny & Clyde
It is always fun to go a little further afield so the first away trip of the season was a jaunt to the Peak District and Matlock Town. It's always a pleasure to go to this part of the country but the recent rain had left travel plans and the game in some doubt. As it was the game was fine and the weather was not really a factor in the fun we had on the journey.
It was a 2 change journey so a pre-9am start was in order. We boarded our train at Peterborough and headed off to the first stop at Leicester. Luckily the first change was a short one so we were soon on a train heading to Derby. We arrived safely and then headed for the platform for the Matlock train.
This was the stage of the journey that had been having issues so we were buoyed that there was a train ready to go. We even boarded it and got comfy. However it soon became evident all was not well. The train was good but there was no driver! A driver stepped off an incoming train but declared he was over his hours and wandered off to fill his face. So eventually the train was cancelled and we were shepherded back off it.
The gap between trains was an hour but we had already waited 25 minutes so there wasn't enough time to go and find a pub so we sat it out. A driver was provided for the next train and so eventually we got back on our way.
On arrival in Matlock it was clear that this is a town that has been suffering but managing through the wet weather. There were some places shut (such as the Wetherspoons pub as we found out later) but it was mostly business as usual. After a short debate we headed to our first stop - the Twenty Ten.
The Twenty Ten is typical of the modern bars - shop type frontage, lots of wood decor inside, taps on the wall - all of these are fine with me. Inside there was a very good selection of beers so we settled in to peruse the menus. The beer selection had plenty of choice for all - the Thornbridge Jamestown was particularly excellent.
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Dog cushion and Richo |
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Twenty Ten |
The menu was rustic and good value. A few of us had pies and they were excellent - the Moo & Blue was superb - add chips and gravy and all for six quid. The bar is obviosuly popular and it started to get busier so we headed off further down the street to the MoCa Bar.
The MoCa bar is even more rustic but in a positive way. Much more of a drinking bar with walkers and locals mingling, dogs a-plenty and some good beer choices. It was standing room only but that was fine as we had a pint and a pee and then headed off to the ground.
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Virtuoso sax solo from Quincy |

The ground is very central and beautifully presented. Admission was a round tenner and through the turnstile we were able to go straight into the club shop and snaffle that badge memento, I guess maybe you should expect a great view in a place like this but the view to the outside of the ground is indeed very scenic. Inside there were plenty of covered spaces to shelter from the rain and the view from behind the goal was excellent. There was a good crowd of nearly 500 so my only surprise was that it was a fairly quiet crowd by non league standards. Maybe the rain was dampening spirits a little.
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A great display of socks on show. Love a vintage Boston sock. |
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The crowd |
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The view |
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The Church end? |
The food bar was at the side of the ground - we visited before half time and not only was it slow but they had also run out of pies. They did do chips and gravy however so slightly redeemed.
Once half time came we retired to the bar - a nice warm space with a view of the pitch and some decent ale.
As for the game itself it wasn't a great one. The away team dominated in conditions that deteriorated particularly in the second half. As it was Stalybridge had to rely on one great strike from Anthony Whitehead in the 2nd half to secure the points but that's frankly enough about the game.
After the match we had to abort a trip to the local 'spoons as it was closed due to flooding. So it was back to the Twenty Ten to prepare ourselves for the trek home. Whilst there a local wise man told us we would probably have problems getting home. A wise man indeed.
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The wise man tries to shake off Laddso. |
So off we trotted to the station for the train. The only thing missing from this two track Peak station was an actually train. As the time passed and after numerous calls to the customer helpline we called taxis. The first taxi arrived and so the advance party was dispatched onwards towards Derby.
Whilst the rest of us waited patiently the train turned up. Well actually it was either the train one hour late or the next scheduled train bang on time. So now we had a dilemma. We rang the taxi to find out how long out he was and and after a brief discussion decided to take our chance on the train.
So the advance party reached Derby station and boarded the connection for Leicester. Meanwhile the back up group are trundling along on a stop everywhere route with regular unscheduled delays also. It was looking good. The advance party were off and heading for Leicester whilst we were still sitting outside Derby awaiting rescue.
Once in Derby it was obvious there was no train that would get us to Leicester in time for us to catch our last connection so what to do? The other option was get to Nottingham and go from there. Well easier said than done so it was our turn to hit the taxi rank. £40 later and we were at Nottingham station, thanks mostly to my own sat nav and directions - God forbid a taxi driver should know where to go.
The advance party should be well ahead by now but a medical emergency was impacting their journey and so the journey time to Leicester doubled. Whereas we are on the night club special out of Nottingham heading who knows where. Well Bottesford actually. Wasn't even sure where Bottesford was - in all honesty still not really sure. Anyway once at Bottesford it was on to the double decker bus with all the revellers and on to Grantham.
Grantham was strange - no one met us at the station so we headed on to the platform - had a wee stop, raided the vending machine. As we wandered out there appeared a lady (maybe an angel). She pointed us towards a coach and said "Go - your destiny is ahead of you" or maybe "Peterborough coach over there". Either way we boarded, along with one other passenger and set off.
In the meantime the forward party are stuttering along between Leicester and Peterborough amid scandal and signalling issues. Back on the coach I realised that a train replacement coach is contracted to match the speed of the train it is replacing. As this coach is replacing a mainline train we proceed to belt down the A1 at 125mph. To be honest all 3 of us lost consciousness at this point and so in what seemed like minutes we were rocking up at Peterborough station merely minutes behind the forward party.
Matlock was lovely and it was a great trip but the journey home was a crack for all the wrong reasons. Good though weren't it?
Stats
Match
Northern Premier League Premier Division
Matlock Town 0
Stalybridge Celtic 1
Stadium – The Proctor Cars Stadium, Matlock. Capacity – 2,400
Attendance – 463
Best - Ten Twenty but both were good
Worst - see above
Breakfast - n/a
Lunch - 9/10
Dinner - n/a
Pies - 9/10 at the Ten Twenty, Chips and Gravy 7/10 at the ground
Marks
Ground - 9/10
Match - 4/10
Beer - 9/10
Food - 9/10
Pie - 9/10
Enjoyment Factor - 9/10