Rindy earlier commented that Accrington has gone downhill in the past ~30 years. Could it possibly be the lost of that great English gentleman, George Henry Hall (me Granddad) in the early 80s. Accrington lost its goodluck charm?
Or maybe the fact that me Aunt Maude tossed his ashes in her rose bushes (12 Oswald Street). Thus causing the beginning of Accrington's demise. Just think, that dust floating around could be a bit of me grampa!
One of the coolest things I noted while visiting Accrington was the wicked huge pool table at the Bold Street WMC.