For the second successive year me and big brother Harry set off on a glorious Saturday to watch Hull FC v Rovers at the Etihad stadium in Manchester.
I’d booked us into a Travelodge a short walk away from Deansgate where we intended to go for a pre-match drink, and all we had to was navigate to a car park just along from the hotel. But we almost ended up in prison! The satnav announced that we had arrived at our destination but neither of us could spot it. We stopped to ask a very dodgy looking bunch of locals who seemed as clueless as we were before they ran off after taking a phone call. I tried using the navigation app on my phone which told us that we were only a third of a mile away…. but for some reason the display always appears to be upside down so we set off in the wrong direction and wasted ten minutes wandering in and out of seedy back streets. When we got back to the main road and spotted the sign for a car park, we followed another driver up to the barrier which closed in front of us as Harry hesitated to go through. It turned out to be the right thing to do as when I looked into the car park I noticed the sign saying HMP Strangeways! We decided to back out and head for the hotel to ask for guidance there, and discovered that the car park was actually right next door to it!
We declined to pay the