“So where do you play?” “I’m sort of a South American-style No10, you know?” “OK Brendan, we’re going to slide you in at left-back.” Ah, Sunday league football – reliably hilarious. Chris Baker’s new picture book captures the fag-at-half-time bizarreness of it all: wheezing men with mud-flecked faces competing in their own Champions League. He’s got an eye for subtle details that’ll trigger an affectionate warmth inside you.
An international festival of light
Dinner in a decommissioned 1967 underground carriage
Half-price brunch and a HUGE fried chicken burger