Hold a candle for Lichfield, the tiniest and greatest place in England

It’s got so much going for it

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Ah, Lichfield. Or Lichvegas, as it is often referred to. It is more than just a high street you get to on the Arriva bus. We have a chortle here and there, but generally we all hold a candle for one of the smallest cities in England. These are some of the reasons why:

The Cathedral City (no, it’s not a cheese)

Religious or not religious, everyone in Lichfield takes pride in the grand, three-spired Cathedral that overlooks our little city. It gives Lichfield a finesse that separates it from any old grotty Midlands town. In fact, you bloody bet it makes it a city.

McKenzies is the best place to eat

The ever-swanky McKenzies, is the most beautiful place to dine in Lichfield. You can have afternoon tea with your pinky finger up in the afternoon, and be wined and dined in the evening. You’d take your date there aged 16, instead of Maccie Ds in your Adidas tracksuit.

The Dictionary was created here

You see it as you drive in: “Welcome to Lichfield: The Birthplace of Samuel Johnson.” Who is Samuel Johnson? Only the creator of the Dictionary. We Lichfieldians are dedicated to making sure everyone knows that Samuel Johnson is ours. We have a museum. We have a statue. There’s even a fancy picture of him in every good establishment. Notably the local Wetherspoons.

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The Festival to end all Festivals?

Every year we have the Lichfield Bower, a day that dates back to the 1100s, filled with loads of “fun” activities. There’s even a pageant called Miss Lichfield (which is basically a bunch of adults trying to decide who is the fittest bird). It is the corniest thing you’ll ever see, but it brings Lichfield together somehow and even brings the odd tourist in.

The Good Ol’ Lichfield Mercury

Yes, we all have our own local papers. But there’s rarely ever anything newsworthy to report in Lichfield. Sitting down with it and being sorely disappointed at the lack of gossip makes for a mildly entertaining Friday night (and if there’s any, it’s usually Paul aged 60 smirking about Brexit).