In our house of boys they talk football, play football, and the 26 year old even does it for his job. With this, and living between the football mad cities of Liverpool and Manchester, I was destined to have a pitch instead of a lawn, but little did I know just how much football would be played on it. I don’t mind our boy and his friends playing in the garden but they can kick a ball quite far and it often ends up in the neighbours garden, which is a nuisance for them considering they have no young children.…

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