It wasn’t always sunny in Wrexham but there was always light here. We were the ‘dirty old town’, a bygone place known for its past glories. A place where, whenever mentioned, would be accompanied by archival footage of long gone industry or pixelated volleys and freekicks. A place of managed decline of pit and pitch. We were a place, bleak of present but warmed by the long pull of nostalgia where camera crews were only ever in town to document the allegories of time worn regulars for ‘Britain’s Toughest Pubs’ or to report on past ‘giant killing’.
It wasn't always sunny in Wrexham
It wasn't always sunny in Wrexham
It wasn't always sunny in Wrexham
It wasn’t always sunny in Wrexham but there was always light here. We were the ‘dirty old town’, a bygone place known for its past glories. A place where, whenever mentioned, would be accompanied by archival footage of long gone industry or pixelated volleys and freekicks. A place of managed decline of pit and pitch. We were a place, bleak of present but warmed by the long pull of nostalgia where camera crews were only ever in town to document the allegories of time worn regulars for ‘Britain’s Toughest Pubs’ or to report on past ‘giant killing’.