The road to Wrexham was straight into the strong wind. The clouds were black and soon I had a fine Welsh welcome of hail and high winds. I couldn't blame Wrexham but more Chester for holding me up earlier on. I arrived at the stadium in the middle of a downpour and had a good welcome. I had arranged to meet the manager 
Denis Smith at the training ground but wanted a picture of the Stadium. We dived into the ground trying to stay out of the rain and quickly took some snaps. I was directed to the training ground which was 2 miles back the way I had come. When I got there I looked like a drown rat. I was told to go upstairs and go to the far end of the building to Denis's office. I tapped on the door with a little trepidation but Denis welcomed me in. He said that he didn't know if I would come because of the appalling weather. We went back outside and his assistant took our photos. Shirt signed it was time for him to start training and for me to head for Shrewsbury.
Denis Smith at the training ground but wanted a picture of the Stadium. We dived into the ground trying to stay out of the rain and quickly took some snaps. I was directed to the training ground which was 2 miles back the way I had come. When I got there I looked like a drown rat. I was told to go upstairs and go to the far end of the building to Denis's office. I tapped on the door with a little trepidation but Denis welcomed me in. He said that he didn't know if I would come because of the appalling weather. We went back outside and his assistant took our photos. Shirt signed it was time for him to start training and for me to head for Shrewsbury.
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