Saturday, 4 April 2020

Bradford (Park Avenue)


Bradford (Park Avenue) AFC is a football club from the West Yorkshire city of Bradford that was formed in 1907. The bracketed Park Avenue is a reference to its former home, which is generally used to avoid being confused with Bradford City AFC.

The Park Avenue ground was first used by Bradford FC and Bradford CC in 1880. The club joined the Northern Union following the great split in 1895, which was the forerunner to rugby league. The club also started playing football at the ground before calling it a day in April 1899.


Meanwhile, the rugby side continued to be successful, winning the Challenge Cup in 1905-06. However, in 1907, members swayed by the success of neighbours Manningham FC, who had swapped from rugby to football in 1903, decided to follow suit following a narrow vote in favour.

Those disgruntled with the decision departed to form Bradford Northern, who were awarded Bradford FC’s place in the Northern Union. With ‘Association’ added to their title, Bradford applied to become a member of the Football League but were turned down.


Fulham were elected, with Bradford taking their place in the Southern League. A suggested merger with Bradford City came to nothing. Bradford started off well and attracted decent crowds before their debut season tapered off. Meanwhile, architect Archibald Leitch was given the task of building Park Avenue into a facility fit for top-level football. 

It also staged the games of Yorkshire CCC and Bradford CC, as well as the football, in a similar arrangement to Headingley in Leeds. The club was accepted as a Football League member, being placed in Division Two for the 1908-09 season. Park Avenue staged the international match, which saw England defeat Ireland 4-0 in 1909 in front of 28,000 fans.


Bradford reached the last eight of the FA Cup in 1912-13 before being promoted to the First Division after a runners-up spot in 1913-14. The two derby games with Bradford City attracted crowds of 30,000 at Valley Parade and 21,000 at Park Avenue as the team finished in ninth place.

The 'Avenue’ were relegated in 1920-21 and then went down to Division Three North the following season. The side scored over 100 goals in three consecutive seasons as they finished as runners-up twice before claiming the division championship in 1927-28 to go back up to Division Two.

Park Avenue in 1974, near the end


Albert Geldard made his debut at the age of 15 years and 158 days before moving on to Everton three years later. Jack Crayston was another star player of the day before he was sold to Arsenal in 1934.

Local lad Len Shackleton played for Avenue in wartime football, netting an incredible 171 goals for the club before joining Newcastle United in 1946, scoring six goals on his debut for the club. Future England boss Ron Greenwood started his league playing career at Park Avenue.

Park Avenue Main Stand and Powell Avenue End


The quarter final of the FA Cup was reached again in 1945-46, while Bradford’s tie at Maine Road against Manchester United attracted a crowd of 82,771 in the 1948-49 season. The following season, BPA were relegated back to Division Three North.

The side struggled in the bottom third of the table, which led to a placement in Division Four for the 1958-59 campaign after league reorganisation. Player-manager Jimmy Scoular led the side to promotion in 1960-61 before they went back down in 1962-63.

Football and cricket on the go at Park Avenue

Kevin Hector broke into the side and started scoring regularly before he left early in the 1966-67 season to join Derby County. Despite receiving a £34,000 fee, his loss was a hammer blow to the team, who finished bottom of the table three seasons running.

It was in the days of clubs having to seek re-election into the League. Other clubs lost their patience with Avenue in 1969-70 and voted them out to be replaced by Cambridge United. Bradford joined the Northern Premier League.

Chairman and chief benefactor Herbert Metcalfe died in October 1970 threw the future of the club into doubt. They stumbled on for a couple of seasons before finishing in fifth place in 1972-73, but without enough votes to get close to regaining their League status.


The football ground at Park Avenue was sold to a property developer in 1973, with BPA playing out the 1973-74 season at Valley Parade. Their final home game against Great Harwood Town attracted just 698 fans before the club called it a day as a playing force.

The original company was liquidated with debts of over £57,000, while some fans registered the club name as a new company and began playing as a team in Division Four of the Bradford Amateur Sunday League.

My drawing of Park Avenue, club crest, and team kits.
Click on the images to enlarge.


The side played at Bingley Road and Hope Avenue before moving to Avenue Road in late 1974, before winning promotion at the end of the season. Avenue made it consecutive promotions before becoming members of the new Bradford Sunday Alliance League in 1985.

The team played their 1987-88 season back at Park Avenue, which was now missing its stands but with overgrown terracing still in situ. However, they were forced to leave after an indoor cricket school was built on the Canterbury Avenue End of the pitch.

The fence around the old pitch at Park Avenue in 2008


While the Sunday side continued, Deputy Chairman Bob Robinson pushed through the reformation of the ‘old club’ before all efforts were put into the team that was accepted into the West Riding County Amateur League

Central Midlands League Supreme Division for the 1989-90 season, while playing as tenants to Bramley RLFC at McLaren Field, before joining the North West Counties League for 1990-91 and winning promotion from Division Two at the first attempt.

Fitness First replaces football at Park Avenue

In 1993, Avenue moved to Mount Pleasant to share with Batley RLFC before becoming champions of the North West Counties League in 1994-95. The club moved to Horsfall Stadium on the outskirts of Bradford as members of Division One of the Northern Premier League.

Long-serving manager Trevor Storton took his side to the Division One title in 2000-01 before he resigned in March 2004 with the team near the drop zone despite enjoying a fine run in the FA Cup, which ended in a 5-2 home defeat to Bristol City.


Carl Shutt came in as his replacement and led the team on an unbeaten run and into the play-offs for league reorganisation. Avenue defeated Spennymoor United at Horsfall, Ashton United away, and then Burscough 2-0 at home to be rewarded with a place in the newly formed Conference North.

However, the 2004-05 season ended in relegation back to the Northern Premier League. Shutt was replaced by Gary Brook before Phil Sharpe and Clive Freeman were appointed in March 2006. The new management team couldn’t prevent relegation to Division One.


Benny Phillips took over as manager before the arrival of Dave Cameron in February 2008.
Bradford went on a fine run to clinch the Division One title with John Deacey replacing Cameron in November 2008. In 2009-10, the team finished as league runners-up and then defeated Kendal Town before losing 2-1 to Boston United in the playoff final on home turf.

Deacey resigned to be replaced by Simon Collins before returning soon after for a second spell. The 2010-11 campaign also ended in playoff disappointment, this time with a defeat on penalties in the semi-final at Horsfall Stadium against FC United of Manchester.

The playoffs were reached again the following season. A home hammering of Hednesford Town was followed up by a 1-0 win at the same venue, as revenge was gained against FC United of Manchester thanks to a Tom Greaves goal in extra time.


The team had also reached the first round of the FA Cup before somehow getting beaten 8-1 away to AFC Totton before securing a spot at the same stage the following season, where they went down 3-1 to Doncaster Rovers at the Keepmoat Stadium.

The Dallas-based Bradford-born businessman Gareth Roberts took over the club with Deacey being replaced by his young assistant Martin Drury in the summer of 2015, who in turn departed the following March, with Darren Edmondson coming in as the new manager.

Alex Meechan took over in the summer of 2016 as the club became Bradford Park Avenue Community Football Club as a Community Benefit Society. Meechan was dismissed after a poor start as former Bradford City defender Mark Bower took over team affairs.


The side avoided relegation with a great run of form and then finished in seventh place in National League North in 2017-18 before losing in the play-offs to Brackley Town. In 2018-19, the team finished in the same position before losing in the play-offs to Spennymoor United.

Bower departed after the loss to be replaced by former Bradford City player Garry Thompson as the squad was overhauled. Thompson lasted just two games; both 5-0 defeats before Marcus Law and Lee Fowler came in for a short spell to try and sort things out.

The management team of Mark Bower and Danny Boshell returned in September 2019, less than five months after leaving the club. After a couple of seasons of struggle sandwiching the abandoned campaign through the pandemic, the Green Army were relegated in 2022-23.


Worse was to follow, as Bower and Boshell departed to be replaced by Danny Whitaker, who couldn’t prevent his side from being relegated from the Premier Division of the Northern Premier League. Craig Elliott was appointed as head coach in August 2024. His side beat Matlock Town in the 2025-26 playoffs, before losing the final on penalties to Emley.

Bradford (Park Avenue) AFC will play in the Northern Premier League Division One East in the 2026-27 season.

My visit

Wednesday 17th September 2008

It was a pleasant day as I headed around various West Yorkshire football venues after I’d been to watch Scarborough Athletic go top of Division One of the Northern Counties East League with a win at Glasshoughton Welfare the previous evening.


The train had dropped me at Forster Square station after departing from Leeds, from where I took a walk through the city centre by the Alhambra Theatre and National Science and Media Museum, and then The Sir Titus Salt, a Wetherspoons pub.

That would lead to an education that would help me later in the day when I visited the town of Saltaire. I soon realised that Bradford was a hilly city as I climbed Morley Street and then Easby Road before heading even further uphill along Laisteridge Lane.

Park Avenue, from where the cricket pavilion once stood

 
Unfortunately, the gates to Park Avenue were locked, but I managed to see inside where the pitch was, with the perimeter wall still in place, along with overgrown areas of terracing. The Main Stand and Doll's House changing rooms were long gone, which divided the football and cricket grounds.

As was the old pavilion from the top end of the cricket ground, though much of the banking and some benches were still in place. It really must have been some complex when both were at their peak in the 1950s.

Park Avenue, looking across the cricket ground to where the football ground once stood

With an unlimited bus and rail pass at my disposal, and all day to fill it, I decided that I’d continue to Halifax but get out at Horsfall Stadium on the way. I took a ten-minute wander to Manchester Road from where a bus took me up the dual carriageway.

At the top of the hill, we went past Odsal Stadium and onwards along Halifax Road before alighting at the Cemetery Road stop. It was a short walk down the road where I found the entrance to the ground open.

Looking towards the old Powell Avenue End at Park Avenue

The pitch had a running track surrounding it with minimal spectator facilities around three sides, apart from a small cover further down on the right. A large Main Stand dominated the scene, built into the bank with lots of tip-up seating.

Several portacabins and small buildings offered facilities for the football club, including a clubhouse. Once I’d finished taking a few photos, I returned to the same bus stop and took a ride into Halifax, where my visit included getting access to The Shay.



Friday, 3 April 2020

Poole Town


Poole Town FC is a non-league football club from the Dorset coastal town of the same name that was formed after two local clubs, Poole Hornets and Poole Rovers, who’d both been formed in 1880, decided to merge as Poole FC.

The club became a member of the Dorset League in 1896, as early matches were played on a pitch at Sterte, near Poole Harbour, before the club joined the Hampshire League West Division in 1903, before returning to the Dorset League in 1910-11, before another spell of Hampshire League football.


Following World War II, Poole took up residence on Breakheart Lane, which is now Linthorpe Road, while using changing rooms in the Shah of Persia pub under the name of Poole & St. Mary's before reverting to Poole FC a year later.

Poole moved to the Western League in 1923 before becoming a member of the Southern League and turning semi-professional in 1926. The following season, Poole went on a run all the way to the third round of the FA Cup after defeating Newport County 1-0 at home and then Nunhead 2-1 away.


The run ended at Goodison Park as Everton won 3-1. The following season, Pool went out in a first-round replay away to Norwich City before falling at the same stage in 1928-29 in a 4-1 home derby defeat to Bournemouth & Boscombe Athletic.

The following season, Poole pulled out of the Southern League with four games remaining owing to financial troubles before going into voluntary liquidation in May 1930. A new club, Poole Town, was introduced within two weeks, joining the Western League.


The club moved into Poole Stadium on Wimborne Road in 1933 before going out of the FA Cup in 1946-47 to Queens Park Rangers 6-0 away from home in a replay after a 2-2 draw, as well as finishing as league runners-up.

Further runners-up berths came in 1953-54 and 1955-56 before the 'Dolphins’ were crowned as Western League champions in 1956-57, before joining the Southern League. The team was relegated from the Premier Division to the Southern Division in 1959-60.

Promotion was achieved in 1961-62, before another FA Cup first round appearance the next season ended in a 2-1 home defeat after Watford had been held 2-2 at Vicarage Road. However, Poole were relegated once again in 1962-63 before regaining their Premier Division status in 1964-65.


The 1966-67 season saw Queens Park Rangers visit Poole Stadium and leave with a 3-2 win in the first round of the Cup. Poole continued struggling near the drop zone of the Premier Division before being relegated to Division One South in 1972-73.

Town were runners-up in the Anglo-Italian Cup in 1981 to Modena as members of the Southern Division of the restructured Southern League. In 1983-84, Newport County defeated Town 3-1 at Somerton Park in an FA Cup first-round replay.

In 1988-89, the club was promoted as Southern Division runners-up before being relegated from the Premier Division in 1991-92. The Town were forced to move out of Poole Stadium in 1994 after the widening of the greyhound track meant that the pitch didn’t meet the required size.


The club moved in as tenants with Hamworthy United, finishing bottom of the league, winning just one game in 1995-96, and being relegated to the Hampshire League Division One and sharing grounds with Holt United.

Poole were unable to join the newly formed Premier Division in 2000-01 as the Petersham Lane ground didn’t reach the grading requirement, so they moved to play at Tatnam in Poole at the Oakdale Junior School, where an adequate venue was created.

The club moved forward into the Division Two Wessex League in 2004-05, finishing as runners-up and winning promotion to Division One, from where they went up to the Premier Division in 2005-06 with Tom Killick as manager.


Plans were submitted but turned down by the Poole Borough Council Planning Committee for a new ground at Branksome Recreation Ground. Attention was turned to a Plan B of a ground at Canford Magna, including a 3G pitch.

Town became Wessex League champions in 2008-09 before retaining the title the following season. The club sold leading scorer Charlie Austin to Swindon Town before making it three league titles in succession, 2010-11.


Poole also reached the semi-finals of the FA Vase, seeing off the likes of St Ives Town and Spennymoor Town along the way before going out 5-2 on aggregate to eventual winners Whitley Bay, with the home leg drawing a crowd of 1,652 to Tatnam.

The league successes along with ground improvements allowed Poole to take promotion to Division One South West of the Southern League, where they finished as runners-up in 2011-1,2, from where they lost the home playoff final to Gosport Borough after defeating Hungerford Town.


The Dolphins weren’t to miss out in 2012-13 as they were crowned champions to win promotion to the Premier Division. In 2014-15, Town reached the playoffs but were defeated 1-0 by St Neots Town at Tatnam in the semi-final.

Once again, Poole went one better after a second-place finish as they lifted the Premier Division title to win promotion to National League South. Despite ending in fifth place in 2016-17, the club was not permitted to compete in the playoffs owing to a lack of seating accommodation at Tatnam.


Despite the goals of Warren Bentley, Town were relegated in 2017-18 to join the Southern League Premier Division South after the competition was restructured. The team again reached the playoffs, defeating Taunton Town away on penalties before losing to Metropolitan Police at Imber Court.

The heavy rain throughout the 2019-20 season left the Tatnam pitch waterlogged for much of the campaign. Two abandoned seasons were followed by a midtable slot and then the playoffs in 2022-23, which ended in semifinal defeat on penalties away to Truro Town. The following campaign saw the long-serving Killick depart and be replaced by Matt Tubbs.


The former AFC Bournemouth star resigned within months, leaving interim boss Steve Tully to galvanise the team to escape from relegation. He was replaced in January 2025 by joint bosses Pat Suraci and Joe Lea. The 2025-26 season ended in semi-final defeat in the playoffs to Gloucester City.

Poole Town FC will play in the Southern League Premier Division South in the 2026-27 season.

My visits

Poole Town P Hendon P (Tuesday 18th February 2020) Southern League Premier Division South

My set of night shifts was done at work, which offered me the opportunity to head to Dorset for a game that had originally been scheduled on a Saturday in December when I was meant to be going by car with Lee Cousins and Bob.


We’d endured a storm the previous Saturday, which had seen the referee controversially call off the Hendon v Hayes & Yeading United match as the players stood in the tunnel waiting to come out, as he considered the wind too much because a corner flag blew over. 
It hadn’t massively impressed those of us present, but the weather seemed to have improved over the next few days. 

Poole put off their pitch inspection to 1pm but confirmed that the local ref said that it was good to go. Despite this, I set off to join the team coach in North Watford with a sense of trepidation. Poole had already called two matches off at the last minute earlier in the season. The rumour was that they were desperate to get a game on as their money was running out.


I must admit to having slightly negative thoughts towards our hosts before arrival. On their first visit to Silver Jubilee Park a couple of years previously, their manager decided it was below him for his players to wait for their post-match food, so he grabbed what grub was being sold to customers at the bar and marched out with it without paying for it after a 1-0 defeat.

On this occasion, it was good to meet up with friends who were also boarding the luxury vehicle for the trip, as we joined directors, players, and management. We had a good chat and catch-up as I sat next to Trust board member and drinking pal John Rogers.

Talk was of the weather, with many expecting a phone call to postpone the game. Twitter was being checked with alarming regularity. Lee phoned to tell me a Poole-based mate of his had said they’d had a heavy shower. He was about an hour behind us in his car.


We had a bit of rain on the windows, but nothing too severe. The traffic was horrendous, meaning that there was no time for a stop. One of our pair of drivers just about got us down the narrow lane to the ground entrance.

Tatnam was yet to be opened for spectators as the team went in with their gear. We were waiting to gain access as a couple of home players came from the pitch. It didn’t augur well when one said that the puddled car park was drier than the pitch.

A lady steward came down the lane to tell us that the game was off. It’s fair to say that we were not very happy. We were let through, and I took the opportunity to go inside and take some photos of the ground, which had a long cover for the standing fans behind the far goal and a long, low, modern seated stand down the far touchline with open standing elsewhere.


Don's manager, Lee Allinson, was in talks with the ref, trying to get him to give the groundstaff a chance to fork the waterlogged areas. Lee had told us on the journey that he wanted the game played. One old gent was doing his best with one fork to make a difference. 
The players came off and said that the bottom end was really bad and couldn’t believe that it would ever have been fit when it was earlier inspected. 

The Poole players weren’t hanging about to offer it a second chance as they quickly departed.
The clubhouse remained closed along with the refreshment facilities. The visiting directors weren’t even offered a cup of tea. We used the gent’s toilets in the darkness before making our way back to the coach with a disgruntled set of footballers.


There were too many games being called off after passing inspections, and not just at Poole. It was far too easy for local refs to stay onside with their club before the match officials could then make the postponement and still pick up some expenses, knowing full well that they or their colleagues would be required for the rearranged game. In my view, anyway.

These things happen in football, but it leaves a bitter taste when it is often avoidable. My pals, whom I’d kept informed throughout, couldn’t believe it. At least Lee could turn back an hour short of Poole in his car.

To me, the situation was best summed up in a Tweet by midfielder Sam Corcoran, who said, “This is the reason people give up playing non-league because of the shambles of making people take half day off work and travel 4 hours when it was always going to be off.”


The journey back was truncated with a stop at the services so that the players could grab food and drink. Unfortunately, no alcohol was on sale anywhere. As someone noted, “seven hours on a bus for a McDonalds. 
One of the erratic drivers had a prang in the virtually empty car park, which livened things up as the driver of the other car naturally offered his opinion. 

It was around 9.45 when we returned to the coach depot. Young Jatin Guntupalli, a student who’d adopted the Dons and was doing some amazing work as a volunteer for the club, was kind enough to give me a lift all the way back to Kingsbury, meaning that at least I could grab a couple of hours in the pub.

Poole Town 1 Hendon 0 (Saturday 17th October 2020) Southern League Premier Division South (att: 476)


Our return to the south coast a few months after the previous wasted journey saw a compelling, well-competited game of football decided by a solitary goal, once again leaving this Dons fan heading home with a bit of a sour taste in the mouth.

Lee picked Bob and me up at Harrow-on-the-Hill before we headed to Carpenders Park to collect Chris Rogers. Chat of local interest and football was soon in full swing. I always try to take in new places, and my fellow passengers had plenty of information.


Being a decent, forgiving chap, I was determined to wipe the slate clean of previous memories of Poole Town to go with a clear mind. The journey down was good as we arrived at the outskirts of town at around 1.20. 
I’d done my online research and noted down The New Inn on Wimborne Road on the way into town, chosen because it advertised football on TV, food, and two cask ales. 

There was no TV or food, though the one ale on offer, Ringwood Boondoggle, was pretty good. One of our party thought the pub to be like the one from Shameless, though I didn’t mind it. Waiting for table service was a bind to be endured in all establishments during the Coronavirus pandemic, but it was obviously difficult times for us, not knowing what to spend cash on or to employ staff.


We had been forewarned that there would be no food or drink available inside the ground, but the Centenary Club, further down the same road, would be welcoming away fans. I phoned Tom Stockman, who confirmed that’s where he was with several other Hendon fans.

We parked for free outside Poole Stadium, a venue that would be perfect for the football club if common sense prevailed, despite it looking desperately in need of plenty of TLC from an outside glance.


Crossing the road, I saw the entrance to the Centenary Club, a nice shiny archetypal sort of place. The keg IPA was OK, but it was a bit of a shock and what I consider a bloody liberty to enter at 2pm and each of us to be charged £2for  membership. Hey ho.

It was around a 15-minute walk back up to Tatnum. My three pals went to a chippy as they wouldn't be able to get food at the ground. I walked on with a large group of local lads who were very friendly and chilled.


Perhaps it may have been because I was with them that I encountered some pretty abrupt and panicky customer service from stewards at the gate, one of whom reminded me of Jack Ellis’s role in Bad Girls.

Maybe they were off duty from the local Football League scene, desperate to offer their full range of attitude on unsuspecting non-league fans? I appreciate that we are in unprecedented times, but there are ways of talking to customers and people in general.


They say that you shouldn’t let first impressions cloud your mind, but some of the group in orange jackets did me the favour of eliminating any further doubt throughout our brief stay. Admission was £12 by advanced ticket only, while programmes were available to download online.

The Black Gold Stadium, as Tatnum had been renamed in a sponsorship deal, was a decent enough venue, at least in daylight, if a little hemmed in and lacking some facilities. Ironically, it had two concessions selling hot food and drink, which would have saved my pals from missing the first couple of minutes of the match had they known!


Portaloos were the order of the day as the permanent toilets by the clubhouse were out of bounds. It was while I queued and used one of only three by the main entrance that I missed the turning point of the game. 
Sam Corcoran put his complaints from his previous visit into context. 

He was sent off for an alleged show of petulance within a minute of the match starting by young referee Craig Scriven, who looked like an MP’s researcher on work placement. I found a gaggle of regular visiting fans on the open terrace near the seats and heard similar stories of a lack of hospitality. To be fair, the local fans were fair. Tom said the chips were cold, but the pies were nice.


The Dons put on a superb showing in the first half, limiting a very decent Dolphins side to minimal chances on a pitch that was hard and bumpy. Jonathan North made a decent stop while Joe White had a header cleared off the line at the other end by Will Spetch.

Joe Howe chased back to make a tackle on a Christian Saydee, who was clean through, which had our group purring with appreciation. I was maybe slightly over the top, but I compared it to Bobby Moore’s famous challenge winning the ball from Pelé in Guadalajara.


We were really happy with the way things were going, and it was mentioned that the Dons needed to hang on until the interval. Famous last words. Hendon’s delivery from set pieces throughout the afternoon was poor. It was a pet hate of mine in football to see the ball failing to get past the first defender.

It raised its head to devastating effect in the added-on time as Poole cleared a free kick and broke away. The visitors raced back and slowed things down before a Saydee effort was blocked with the ball falling into the patch of Carmichael, whose well-drilled low shot from the edge of the box gave Jonathan North no chance.


The second half was like a modern bag of Walkers crisps. There was not a lot in it. Luke Burbidge volleyed over for the hosts, which was followed by a similar effort from Tony Lee. Poole looked dangerous on the break, but Hendon had lots of possession.

Lee Allinson rang the changes, trying to inject extra pace. Home full back Declan Rose was sent off for two soft yellow cards by Mr. Scriven, who gave the impression of trying to even things up. He was obviously a fan of Saturday night administration if the sporadic manner of his showing of yellow cards was anything to go by.

White missed a good chance when he lobbed wide over advancing keeper Mark Childs. Our venerable secretary, Daz Bloor, suggested bringing on Tommy Smith and sending him up front. Obviously carrying some previously unnoticed telepathic understanding, the gaffer did just that, and it immediately caused problems.

It created a chance for Shaun Lucien, but he dallied just long enough for a defender to get a block in. After that, it was hardly lumped forward again. No Hendon fan could fault any of the lads for effort. They couldn’t have given more.


The frustration was probably best summed up by the final play of the game. Everyone, keeper North included, went up for a corner. Huseyin Biler’s kick went out before reaching the box. I was fizzing. 
It wasn’t to be for Hendon. Fair play to Poole, who are a good outfit. 

I left, hoping that some of the stewards whom I had come across had miserable winters. At least they reminded me why I had fallen out of love with going to matches higher up the food chain. We walked back down the hill and were soon on the road. I was between night shifts and was soon nodding before waking up, approaching Fleet. Lee drove expertly, allowing me a brief siesta before heading off to work.