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Cheltenham Town 2024-25 Errea Home Kit

Football kit news from League Two as the new Cheltenham Town 2024-25 Errea home kit has been unveiled. Cheltenham Town 2024-25 Home Shirt The new 2024-25 Cheltenham Town home shirt is made up of red and white stripes that continue onto the sleeves. Both the collar and cuffs are black with thin red trim running through the centre of the cuffs. A white Errea logo is placed on the right breast…

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Cheltenham Town - Five Potential Replacements For Wade Elliott - Opinion

Rooted to the foot of the League One table with no goals to their name and only one solitary point accumulated, it was always going to be hard for Wade Elliott to hold onto his job at a dejected Cheltenham Town. Losing 3-0 away to Peterborough United in the recent mid-week round of League One fixtures ultimately saw Elliott get the boot, Cheltenham down to 10 men after only five minutes played in…

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League 1 Countries

Using MapChart, I made a map which looks at the idea of each League 1 football club being a nation. The capitals would be their respective home stadiums. The higher the team is in the table as of 19th April 2023, the higher precedent it gets for expansion. Expansion begins from the area their stadium is located.

There will be versions of this for other English leagues.

Featuring, in order of northern-most point:

Shrimps - Morecambe (Capital: Mazuma Stadium)

Fishermen - Fleetwood Town (Capital: Highbury Stadium)

Tykes - Barnsley (Capital: Oakwell)

Trotters - Bolton Wanderers (Capital: Bolton Wanderers Stadium)

Owd Reds - Accrington Stanley (Capital: Crown Ground)

Imps - Lincoln City (Capital: Sincil Bank)

Owls - Sheffield Wednesday (Capital: Hillsborough)

Valiants - Port Vale (Capital: Vale Park)

Salop - Shrewsbury Town (Capital: New Meadow)

Brewers - Burton Albion (Capital: Pirelli Stadium)

Posh - Peterborough United (Capital: London Road)

Rams - Derby County (Capital: Pride Park)

Tractor Boys - Ipswich Town (Capital: Portman Road)

Dons - Milton Keynes Dons (Capital: Stadium MK)

Robins - Cheltenham Town (Capital: Whaddon Road)

Amber Army - Cambridge United (Capital: Abbey Stadium)

Chairboys - Wycombe Wanderers (Capital: Adams Park)

Green - Forest Green Rovers (Capital: The New Lawn)

Yellows - Oxford United (Capital: Kassam Stadium)

Addicks - Charlton Athletic (Capital: The Valley)

Gas - Bristol Rovers (Capital: Memorial Stadium)

Pompey - Portsmouth (Capital: Fratton Park)

Pilgrims - Plymouth Argyle (Capital: Home Park)

Grecians - Exeter City (Capital: St. James' Park)

[malachi1955]

A day at the races

[profoundbondfanfic]

Hello there! Your blog has become a daily addition to my life. I look forward to your recommendations everyday. Thank you for the work that you do.

I was wondering if you could recommend some Historical AUs. If there's pining an it's slow burn then great!

Thank you so much!

Hey! That means a lot, thank you for the kind words💜

A Ghost Story by emmbrancsxx0 (Explicit, 261k words)

On a dare, Dean spends the night in an old house supposedly haunted by the ghost of a man awaiting the return of his lost love. Once inside, the place - and one certain dark-haired man in a 19th-century photograph - seem awfully familiar. But that’s impossible, right?

A Novel Affair by EllenOfOz, MalMuses (Explicit, 77k words)

Castiel Novak is the new proprietor of a tea room in Cheltenham—a business he inherited from his Great-Uncle Balthazar. His uncle expressly wished for the tea room to continue to offer a modest reading room to its customers, complete with a shelf of popular novels that people often mark with their favourite passages, or tuck notes between the pages for others to find. But there are some in the town who do not approve of the corrupting influence of novels. Dean Winchester, newly arrived in the country for the summer, is not about to let the handsome gentleman with the pretty blue eyes lose his business—especially not now that he's corresponding with a charming, well-read stranger through the pages of one of the novels on his shelves.

All Things In Succession by everandanon (Explicit, 331k words)

When thirteen-year-old Castiel unexpectedly presents as an omega, everything changes. Worst of all, his older brother is sending him away — to be married. Still, though everyone insists Cas can’t be a knight anymore, maybe his new husband will feel differently. As for Dean, the last thing he’s expecting his mysterious husband-to-be is a child. Though he’s furious with his dad and Cas’s older brother, Dean goes through with the marriage, anyway. If he doesn’t, they’ll give the poor kid to someone else, and who knows what will happen to him? Nah, Dean’ll just stash the kid in the barracks to train to his heart’s content, and life will go on. Of course, Cas can’t stay a kid forever, but as the years pass, Dean seems more and more determined to pretend otherwise . . .

Angel in the Iron Mask by MalicMalic (Explicit, 58k words)

Finally free of his actual shackles, Castiel finds himself in a situation a lot worse than being locked in the dungeon with an iron mask to conceal his face. The intrigues of the court will make his head ache, but it would all be worth it if he could just find a way to save the omega that had been enslaved to him.

Captive of the Viking by jhoom (Mature, 19k words)

Dean the Ruthless is consumed by his need for vengeance. He takes his enemy’s widowed nephew, Castiel, as his slave… His captive might fight him at first, but Dean knows he’ll soon tempt Castiel into his bed. Castiel’s marriage only ever bought him fear and pain, but powerful Viking Dean is nothing like his cruel wife. And the longer he stays with his captor, the more he wants to give in to the new sensations the ferocious warrior evokes in him. Will he give in to this ferocious warrior’s seduction?

Dear Father by Salamitsunami1 (Explicit, 68k words)

It’s 1973, and it’s the middle of spring, and each passing day is warmer than the one before it. The troops are returning from Vietnam in droves, and the American shores they stumble upon are just a little more accepting of homosexuality than the ones they left all those years ago. But Father Castiel Novak has never even stepped foot out of Salvation, let alone out of the Midwest, and as the only priest in this very small town, he’s determined to remain in the closet until his very last breath. Things take a turn when Salvation’s newest resident confesses to having urges for other men. Dean Winchester wastes no time in asserting himself as both intolerably arrogant and an ungodly temptation, and Castiel’s only defense is to keep his distance. Despite his best efforts, a friendship still ensues, and it’s a very slippery slope then, with things going from bad to worse when Dean offers his self-proclaimed good hands to help bring Castiel’s family home back to life.

His Imperial Guardian by Briston (Explicit, 41k words)

Mr. Dean Winchester would do anything so that his brother might become a successful barrister. After years of personal compromise threatens to bring them both to ruin, Dean is left with but one option to save his brother. His Serenity the Count Castiel Novak is the recently installed Russian Ambassador to St. James’s Court in London. The cold brutality the English display toward those who share his preferences leaves him incensed and wanting to lash out. Looking for a wrong to set right, he ventures into a dangerous part of London to find a way to dispense with some of his anger and frustration. What he finds instead, is a man close to death and in need of his protection. A man he very much suspects shares his natural proclivities. How will Castiel convince the mysterious man that he is safe under his protection?

Ninety One Whiskey by komodobits (Explicit, 401k words)

In the spring of 1944, the 104th Medical Battalion of the United States Army is disbanded, and its men reassigned to various infantry companies in preparation for their invasion of occupied France. For First Lieutenant Novak, this is less than helpful, as he has so far met his platoon’s designated medic a grand total of twice, and has both times found Sergeant Winchester to be the optimum combination of reckless, arrogant, and downright insufferable so as to make cohesive platoon function near impossible. When the time comes to move out, however, Castiel has to reconcile himself to the fact that men are going to go down and trust that Dean Winchester may well be the only person who can put them back together again. WW2 ETO infantry AU.

o weary traveler by dothraki_shieldmaiden (Explicit, 107k words)

Still reeling from the death of his father, Dean Winchester has one goal: make it home to Lawrence, where his kingdom and the rest of his life are waiting for him. His task is made infinitely more difficult when he shipwrecks on a mysterious island. When his crew and then his brother disappears, Dean enters into a deal with the island's mysterious inhabitant, Castiel, to keep them safe. The catch? He can never leave. Bound by his deal, Dean has no choice but to get to know Castiel, and what he finds is surprising. Castiel is kinder than he originally thought, even though he's harboring his own secrets and guilt. Dean needs to return to Lawrence, but he finds himself reluctant to leave Castiel behind. Meanwhile, Castiel knows that the kindest thing to do for Dean is to let him go, regardless of his own feelings towards him. As their relationship deepens into friendship and then something more, Dean and Castiel face both outside dangers as well as their own doubts. Can Castiel find it within himself to let Dean leave? Can Dean find it within himself to go? Or can these two create their own destiny?

Rapscallions by the_scrubjay (Explicit, 106k words)

Castiel was expected to be the Omega heir to his father’s kingdom. Upon presentation as an Alpha, he was stripped of his title and privileges, now a pawn to be used as his father saw fit. Dean, as his father’s eldest son, was expected to present as an Alpha and eventually assume the throne. When he presented as an Omega, he became just another bargaining chip at his father’s disposal. When the Kings strike a deal for an alliance, Dean and Castiel are expected to mate to join the two nations together. On the night, the two find themselves unable to follow through and instead agree to play along to avoid the wrath of their fathers. Once settled in the joint territory they’re intended to oversee, they find that the world is much different than it is at home. And maybe back home wasn’t all it was cracked up to be.

Rescue Me Tonight by superhoney (Explicit, 40k words)

In order to secure his chance at a better life, he’ll have to ruin the best man he’s ever known. When Dean first hears the proposal, he fears it’s a joke: he’ll be paid to seduce one of the most well-respected bachelors in London, Lord Castiel Milton, and then break his heart. But Lord Castiel’s enemies are ruthless men, and they’ll stop at nothing to see him humbled, including hiring Dean to play the role of a lifetime. Transforming himself from a lowly prostitute to a well-bred country lord won’t be easy, but if all goes according to plan, Dean will finally be free from the life he despises. He never expected to fall in love along the way.

The Leap by FriendofCarlotta (Explicit 82k words)

1961: Sixteen years after the end of World War II, Berlin remains occupied by the Allied Forces — America, Britain, France and the Soviet Union. Castiel Krushnic is a police officer in Soviet-occupied East Berlin. He is also gay, in a city where that’s a dangerous thing to be. One night, he meets Dean Winchester, a mechanic from the American sector. Their mutual attraction is instant, and a convenient hookup quickly turns into a passionate love affair that defies all rules and expectations. But Cold War Berlin is a troubled place, and as more and more residents flee Soviet-occupied territory for the West, Castiel’s superiors begin to make plans to build a wall. The wall would cut off East Berlin from the rest of the city — and leave Dean and Castiel on opposite sides.

The Omega Classifieds by ValandraWrites (Explicit, 73k words)

Life isn’t easy for a single Omega. Without an Alpha on record, Dean can’t work, can’t mate, and by law, should have been turned over to The Omega Center to be trained and auctioned off for mating. To avoid that fate, Dean resorts to the Omega Classifieds to try and find a mate. The enigmatic and charming Castiel Krushnic catches his eye and maybe his heart, but will he make his claim official before Dean’s luck runs out?

The Sun of Huntra by Inkblooded_Witch, PetraAmia (Explicit, 162k words)

Castiel, firstborn prince to the Enochian crown, has lived his life largely out of public view. His father is a staunch supporter of tradition, and to have an Omega as your firstborn is shameful. Castiel didn’t even inherit the king’s Shifter breed. The first time he’s truly useful in over thirty years is when a strong treaty must be made with their northern neighbors, and to secure it Enochia needs an Omega to mate off to Huntra’s crown prince.

You can check our historical tag if you're interested in more. Also, there's the Noir Bang coming in late fall with excellent 1940s fics.

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Whitewashing Lascaux, 2008. Leake Street Tunnel, Waterloo Station, London. Created for the Cans Festival, a 3-day street art street festival hosted and organized by Banksy in a tunnel under Waterloo Station.

Happy Choppers, 2002. Hoxton, London. Produced during the "Operation Enduring Freedom" campaign in Afghanistan.

Kissing Coppers, 2004. Originally in Trafalgar Street, Brighton, UK. In 2011, it was cut out and shipped to New York to be sold by art dealer Stephan Keszler at a 2014 auction in Miami for $575,000. A replica has replaced the original.

Sweeping it Under the Carpet, 2006. Hoxton, London where it appeared on the side of the White Cube Gallery, but has since been buffed.

Girl Searching Soldier, 2007. Bethlehem, West Bank, Palestine. "Whilst the image is delightfully absurd, there is also a warning for Israeli occupying forces. One day, Banksy seems to be saying, our children will be investigating you for what you have done."

Police Sniper with Boy, 2007. Bristol, UK, but in 2012 was painted over with black paint and replaced by another work, the Queen as David Bowie, by a different street artist.

ATM Girl, 2007. Exmouth Market, Finsbury, London. Created a few months before the biggest financial crash since the 1930s.

Eavesdropping, 2014. Cheltenham, UK, a sleepy, conservative, quintessentially English market town in Gloucestershire, but just three miles away from the Government Communications Headquarters (GCHQ).

Park, 2010. Downtown Los Angeles on the side of designer Tarina Tarantino's showroom a few blocks from the Los Angeles Theatre, painted just days before the premiere of Exit Through the Gift Shop at the Theatre.

Photographer Rat, 2005. Islington, London. "Rats are a good role model . . . they have no respect for the hierarchy of society and the have sex 50 times a day." -- Banksy.

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Decorative Sunday: BANKSY

Decorative art, street art, fine art, political cartoon, all four? Where's B**ksy?, an unauthorized selection of works by the infamous street artist by street art specialist Xavier Tapies published by Gingko Press in Berkeley, California in 2016, is the first survey of Banksy's art career from 2002 to 2016. Arranged chronologically, every period has a double-spread world map showing where each of the stencils was painted, what happened to the work (destroyed/sold/auctioned/still there) as well as a summary of the direction Banksy’s art took in that period.

There is Always Hope, 2002. East staircase leading up to Waterloo Bridge, Southbank, London.

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(shhhhh I'm testing out a new fandom. this is just experimental. PS- let me know what I can do to better improve my writing for him.)

john shelby x fem! american! reader: to touch you, is to feel gold amongst my finger tips

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“ shh- keep yer’ fuckin’ mouth shut, would’ya? ”

you giggled in a hushed manner while stumbling down the cobblestone path to the shelby manner. it was late- around one in the morning when you two set out of the car and down the road to the house, freshly smelling of alcohol and john's cigars from celebrating all night. it was your birthday, just having turned twenty three. given it was six months down the line that you and the shelby man had been eloped in an arrangement of sorts... john figured it'd be a good idea to wed you into his ideal web of fun. drinking, dancing the night away, possibly snorting some forbidden snow and better yet- causing a wee bit of trouble.

see, you were only eight months into pearling around birmingham. when you first arrived, you were seen as nothing more than an innocent, bobolyne (1) of a gal. wearing long, flowy skirts and cute tops sewn with what seemed to be faux pearls and jewels; smiling so kindly to whoever passed by you; having the jolliest of pep in your step over the smallest things. It was sickening to a lot of the folks, given their little quarry of a town was so used to being dreary and filled with... well, people who weren't like you.

that seemed to be a temporary stain on your name for a month – before polly gray, the shelby brothers’ aunt, caught site of you at the cheltenham races speaking brashly to an older man who just wouldn't keep his mits off of you. you backhanded him and kneed him in a very particular area, earning not only interest from the woman, but the utmost respect for not letting yourself to be whored out.

she unintentionally met your father, who spoke rather highly of you. the two mingled, she found out you were in need of a suitor, and the rest is history up until this point.

because of being wedged into the shelby family and in the protection of them, the town's people no longer looked at you funny. If they did, john would have his way them – as would his brother, arthur, since he took a liking to you.

“ m’not doing anything! ” you lightly hissed, trying to keep yourself upright in the green wedges you wore. there was barely any height given to you, yet the heal was just not agreeing with your drunken state, leaving you to almost fall more than once.

john made a face of agitation, clicking his tongue. “ y/n; you're ready to fall on your bloody face, for fuck's sake. ” he yet again tried to take ahold of your wobbly body, going in for your arm which had stretched out so you could balance yourself, but you once again shooed him away. even though it's been a short amount of time, john's come to realize you were not like any woman he's met; you were a stubborn broad. he admired that, though. surprisingly..

“ you know what? ” john muttered to himself, before he spat the toothpick he had between his lips to the ground- only to bend at the knees to scoop you into his arms. the sudden weight of his bicep under the backs of your knees ripped a gasp from you, making you react on instinct to wrap your arms around his neck.

“ john! ” you looked at him with half lidded, sleepy eyes and whined. “ put me down! I can walk on my own. ”

he paid no attention to you, choosing to look ahead with his lips drawn together in a flat line. he scoffed once he heard what you said, trying not to roll his eyes. “ right- ‘cause you could certainly make it up the walk way without runnin’ into the wall and bustin’ yer’ arse. I believe you, sweetheart. ”

you were too out of it to notice his attitude, but you did pick up on the slight sarcasm. “ shut up... ” you huffed, glaring at him; arm lifting to lazily smack him. he immediately looked down at you after that. “ you're just mea- ”

“ say I'm mean, love, and I'll show ya’ how actually mean a shelby can be. ” john interrupted before you could even finish your thought. “ if anythin’, I believe I've treated you quite fairly. had it been anyone else, you'd be kickin’ an’ screamin’ right now. ”

turning his attention forwards again, he took your silence as a good thing - for now, anyway. “ now – be a good girl and hush yer’ mouth, yeah? don't need t’be wakin’ the whole house with yer’ loud gob. ”

It wasn't until john heard a rather small sniffle, barely audible, moments later did he stop in his tracks. he looked down, only to see you looking away from him with teary eyes and a quivering lip. you were not an emotional person, but getting drunk always toyed with your brain to where you'd get easily offended. so in a way, you were an emotional drunk. It could be quite annoying on your end, because even though you got upset over little things, you didnt want to - which only made you more upset. and being more upset, made you even more upset. the cycle just kept going which would eventually lead you to balling your eyes out.

fortunately for john, he wasn't oblivious to this act within a drunken state. when ada was younger and first started her fair share of booze, she'd get emotional as well, leaving her brothers to coddle her in someway because any chap that even tried to sweep her away, arthur and thomas would see to it.

with a sigh, john pondered in his head on how to approach this situation with ease without accidentally hurting you more. he could have quite the temper at times - as well as say things a bit harsher than meaning to, and it could break the dam that was barely holding your tears upright. that is something he didn't need nor want to happen. everyone in the house would awake from the fuss, and he'd be left to feeling like an asshole for making his future bride, cry.

“ sweetheart... ” carefully, he set you down - but immediately you stumbled from not being fast enough to catch the door. due to this, john quickly fastened an arm around her waist as he stood - thankfully, it cracked a small smile from him. “ careful. don't need you breakin’ somethin’. ”

you had looked at him, chin downcasted just a bit, making your eyes seem larger and doe-eyed. lip stuck in a jutted pout with the tiniest line of mascara running down your cheek, you appeared to look like a little kid planning on getting payback; just, with the way you looked, so devilish yet cute.

it pulled on John's heart strings.

“ don't look at me like that... ” he mumbled, lifting his free hand to caress your cheek into a gentle cradle of his palm. “ ya’ know I fuckin’ hate it when you give me those eyes. I can't resist ‘em. ”

(I'm stopping here. this was only an experimental piece. I did plan on finishing it, but for now I'd just like opinions on this.)

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Ex SR/Maunsell 'V CLASS' 'Schools' 4-4-0 925 'CHELTENHAM' por kevin wood Por Flickr: Kidderminster Town Station (SVR)

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Cheltenham Town 2023-24 Community Third Kit Unveiled

Football kit news from League One as the new Cheltenham Town 2023-24 Child Poverty third kit made by Errea has been unveiled. Cheltenham Town 2023-24 Community Third Kit The club let supporters under 14 submit designs for the new community third kit, with hundreds of entries from nearly 60 schools six year old Ruby Barnes from Warden Hill Primary School had her design chosen by manager Darrell…

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Why It's Time For Wade Elliott And Cheltenham Town To Part Ways - Opinion

It has been an abysmal start to the 2023-24 season for Cheltenham Town and their head-coach Wade Elliott. 23rd in the EFL League One Table, no goals scored in seven league games, one draw and six defeats and nine goals conceded. Also good to point out that the Robins are the only club left out of the 92 teams in the league pyramid to have not scored a league goal. Wade Elliott during his time in…

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Queen live at Cheltenham Town Hall, march 14, 1974

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" 12th October

Pillar Room, Cheltenham Town Hall Imperial Square, Cheltenham, GL50 1QA, Gloucestershire, England, United Kingdom

Access info

Ages 14+

https://www.cheltenhamfestivals.org/events/thrilling-ya-reads "

josh via instagram.

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Pat Andrews

Pat Andrews was 15 when she first met Brian Jones. She agreed to meet him in the Aztec coffee bar in Cheltenham where she worked as a waitress. It was, she says, a favour for a friend who said Jones had returned from Germany and didn't have any friends left in the spa town where he had grown up.

A stylish 60-year-old with dyed red hair, Andrews giggles and blushes at the memory. "I can still see him now - ooh, I'm getting all hot and flushed!" Jones was just 17 at the time and, unbeknown to Andrews, had already managed to get at least one former girlfriend pregnant. Their affair lasted for four years and they had a son, christened Julian Mark Andrews (although he is known as Mark rather than Julian), when Pat was just 17. "It all went gloriously until October 1961 when I gave birth. I hadn't realised I was pregnant until seven months in - I thought it was a tumour.

"Brian came to see me in the nursing home. He sold a number of his treasured records to buy me flowers and a skirt and jumper, which was rather sweet."

But Jones did not want to stay in Cheltenham - he wanted to make music. Mother and son followed Jones to London, where they stayed in a series of one-room bedsits while he tried to make it in the music business. From time to time they stayed in the same flat in Edith Grove as Mick Jagger and Keith Richards.

However, the relationship did not last. "In the summer of 1962, Brian's insecurity got too much," says Andrews. "I came from a small town where you say hello to people on the street - I didn't realise you didn't do that in London. He thought I was flirting with every male. I couldn't stand it anymore. I left him."

text and photo via beatles.ru