The watershed moment for women’s football appeared to have already happened by 2011.
Participation was on the rise. Matches were on television. Movies such as Bend It Like Beckham had put female footballers on the big screen. The top tier in England was even being revamped as the ‘Women’s Super League’ – marking an exciting new chapter for the domestic game. It felt like Britain was readily embracing women’s football again.
But then, in January 2011, Sky Sports presenters Richard Keys and Andy Gray were caught live on air scoffing at the very idea of a female comprehending the offside rule.
The leaked audio – in which Keys and Gray agreed the “game had gone mad” for including women as officials – was widely condemned, culminating in their departures. The pair protested that the comments had been taken out of context, but admitted it looked bad. If two of the most respected personnel in football punditry weren’t willing to take women’s opinions seriously, there was little hope for others.
Perhaps women’s football had a bit further to go after all.
In the ten years since that infamous sexism row that rocked English football, more than a few things have changed. The number of female officials in English football has risen by 72%. Viewership is higher than ever before (with the latest women’s world cup enticing a global audience of 1 billion spectators in total according to FIFA). Women pundits occupy seats on mainstream analysis shows including Sky Sports – with female stars also enjoying better coverage from their own clubs and in the wider media.
More women have voices in football than they have in over a century. And part of the reason for that progress is down to the people fighting for change at grassroots level: Companies like the one based at Manchester’s old Granada Studios called Miss Kick.
Grace Vella
Founded by a University of Manchester student who wanted to give the women’s game another nudge in the right direction, Miss Kick has evolved from just another sports logo into a badge of honour for all female footballers in Britain.
The company sells sports gear and accessories that are specially-designed for females – but is quickly morphing from a clothing store into a tight-knit women’s football community with thousands of members.
Owner Grace Vella was balancing her psychology degree with her sports career when she set up Miss Kick in 2017; scribbling revision notes in the back of a car en route to business expos.
Between training and studying she barely had time to lace up her boots, never mind run a business. But Grace persevered – feeling like it was something she had to do.
Around this time, women’s football was spreading into more places and enjoying another resurgence. But it needed something to keep it connected – a place in which all female players and ambassadors could unite under a single umbrella and push the game into exciting new territory together.
That was the vision for Miss Kick.
Grace had grown up knowing her future lay in football – playing regularly with her brother and cousins as a kid before signing a dream deal at Liverpool aged just 13. She moved to Man City four years later and had a spell at Chorley, but despite her successes in football, Grace was left frustrated at the sight of boys being carried up the pyramid whilst she was forced to navigate all the hurdles herself.
“I used to think – ‘If I was a boy I’d get all my allowances paid, my travel, my kit, and get football boot sponsorships,’” Grace tells us.
“Girls always have to pay for that stuff.”
“Growing up I was always given a boys’ kit to train in and felt like I had fewer opportunities just because I was a girl.
“I thought: ‘I want to change that. I want to change the way society sees womens’ sport.’”
In her third year at university, Grace got the brainwave for Miss Kick – the UK’s first all-female football brand – and immediately headed out to expos across the north to spread the word.
The company has continued to grow ever since – with Grace’s old uni housemate Katie signing on in September and the latest recruit, Yasmin, recently joining as a Digital Executive.
Despite its relative youth, it’s clear Miss Kick has struck a chord.
“I’ve got quite a few professional players and friends in the game – and I knew there wasn’t really a brand out there for girls,” Grace tells us.
“So I thought: Why not give it a go?
“My dad organises one of the biggest girls’ football tournaments in the country, so I thought I’d turn up with my little tent and it went down really well!
“Football has always been seen stereotypically, with boys put first with better treatment.
“I quickly realised that there were so many other girls in sport who felt the same way and have gone through the same experiences as me; whether that’s being bullied for liking football or picked last in the team.
“Our message – that anyone should be able to play football – has resonated with people.”
Women’s football is not so much a new trend as a rekindling of a long-dormant passion.
But the game quickly fell into disrepute in 1921 after the FA deemed football “quite unsuitable for females and ought not to be encouraged”. It took fifty years for the ban to be lifted. And another forty years passed before the official formation of the Women’s Super League. But throughout the century, women continued to play – even if it meant flying in the face of convention and ill-founded assumptions that females didn’t have the technical ability or knowhow.
Slowly but surely, women’s football has gained a new foothold. But there remains a strong element of stigma nonetheless – particularly when the men and women’s games crossover.
Jeff Stelling, another football figurehead at Sky Sports, has admitted it’s still tough for women to appear on his Gillette Soccer Saturday results show, calling the social media response ‘horrendous’ at times.
He told The Guardian: “There’s this blinkered idea – ‘It’s a woman, what can she know about football?’
“Twenty years ago I was also sceptical. But my view has changed and obviously we’ve had very good reporters like Michelle Owen, Bianca Westwood and Jacqui Oatley. They’re really experienced.
“There’s no reason why women shouldn’t feature more.”
Another part of Miss Kick’s mission is about retaining this mindset and sense of momentum in the women’s game that’s empowering the people who play. A love for football isn’t something that girls have to hide anymore; and Grace believes the Miss Kick brand acts like a “hero cape” they can proudly carry through life.
“The growth of the womens’ game has been incredible,” Grace says.
“They’ve professionalised the WSL now. When I was growing up you couldn’t be a pro. You had to juggle it with something else. Now you can go and make a living from it – which I think is huge.
“We’re doing much better – but I still feel there is stigma. You do still see trolls picking on people.”
“The leagues below the WSL need more finance and support – and there’s a big gap from the top league to the bottom.
“There is a bit of reluctance for investment because women’s football won’t develop a return straight away. But there’s no reason [the game] can’t be like it is in America where it’s really popular.
“In general, I think the womens’ game needs more opportunities to grow – and more needs to be done to challenge perceptions.
“That’s what we’re trying to do.”
It’s been a thrilling period for Miss Kick, but COVID has caused its fair share of complications – which is unsurprising for a sports brand that primarily deals with people face-to-face. Nonetheless, instead of standing still, Miss Kick is using the opportunity to evolve its offering and expand its membership base online in the meantime.
“We’re not just a clothing brand – we’re a community,” Grace emphasises.
“We want to become a place that shares womens’ content and news; moving into digital space and creating a movement rather than just being a logo on a t-shirt.
“We want to inspire across generations and inspire as many women and girls as possible – including the young stars coming through.”
“We’re in talks about partnering with clubs, too.”
The future for female footballers looks brighter than ever now. But the game will still need to evade some lunging challenges in the years ahead.
Grace thinks female football is ready for it. Miss Kick definitely is.
“Growing up being a girl in football you do develop tough skin,” says Grace.
“That’s spilled out into my business career. People underestimate you in both worlds.
“You almost shock them sometimes when it’s clear you know what you’re talking about.
“I almost use it to my advantage to prove people wrong – in sport and in business.”
“It’s hard work, don’t get me wrong.”
“But running Miss Kick, I feel like the luckiest person in the world sometimes.”Learn more about Miss Kickonline.
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Beat-Herder Festival 2025 – a magical weekend of music, madness, miniature worlds and more
Emily Johnson
Some festivals give you good music. Some give you great crowds. And a very rare few create a world so immersive, you forget you’re even at a festival; the cult favourite Beat-Herder Festival does it all – and then some.
Tucked into the Ribble Valley countryside in the Lancashire town of Clitheroe, The Beat-Herder Festival isn’t your average weekend of tents and tunes.
It’s a handcrafted, mind-bending wonderland built by a small crew of dreamers who clearly love what they do and want you to feel the same.
Whether it’s your first time or your fifteenth, the moment you step through the gates, you know you’re in for something special
Then there’s Hotel California, not just an Eagles reference but a site where you could catch a full-on rave in a wild west saloon, as well as The Parish Church: a gothic fairytale where choirs turn into choons and the altar doubles as a DJ booth.
One of the weekend’s highlights came tucked inside The Beat-Herder Working Men’s Club, where The Clone Roses had the entire crowd bouncing with their uncanny tribute to The Stones.
When ‘I Am the Resurrection’ dropped, it was hands-in-the-air euphoria; a true pinch-me moment. Ian Brown might as we have been on the stage, the way the crowd were going wild.
And it wasn’t just music. The Working Men’s also hosted ‘Beat-Herder’s Got Talent’, which is a chaotic and charming mix of poetry, dragon dancing, comedy sketches and more. Heartfelt, hilarious and very Beat-Herder.
Truly immersive worlds
Venture deeper into the wonderful world of Beat-Herder and you’ll find entire miniature towns within the festival. There’s a literal high street, complete with its own tattoo parlour, barbers, a swap shop and even a secret swimming pool.
We’re not going to disclose its location, but let’s just say if you find a dodgy-looking wooden gate and hear splashing on the other side – knock twice and bring a towel…
Late-night mayhem
As the sun went down, the party really came to life. The Beyond Tunnel was your portal to new dimensions, opening out into a maze of secret stages and psychedelic visuals.
From psytrance at The Sunrise Stage, to bassline chaos at The Laundrette and candy-coloured chaos at Bubba Gumma, it was a rabbit hole of sound you never wanted to leave.
Then there was The Temple – a fire-breathing stage that became a haven for breakbeats, jungle, techno and house. Tim Reaper’s set here was a standout for us – fast, furious, and euphoric.
And just when we thought the night was over, we found ourselves at a secret 3am b2b set with Tim Reaper and Samurai Breaks that blew us away – two talented DJs that had the crowd wanting even more despite the sun quite literally rising on the next day.
Another hidden gem was The Ring, an intimate open-air arena where we caught Jungle pioneer Goldie, alongside Sheffield’s own Silva Bumpa and Soul Mass Transit System for a bass-heavy b2b set that rattled your bones and lit up the crowd.
Then there’s The Factory – a steel-clad rave bunker pumping out electro, acid and heavy techno deep into the night. Dancing inside while the rain pelted the tin roof added a layer of gritty industrial magic – proper spine-tingling stuff if you’re into that sweaty, underground energy.
And just when you think you’ve seen it all, along comes Fowler’s Garage: a chaotic, petrolhead fever dream of a stage where you can literally dance on top of cars. DJs spin sets from inside the vehicles, cooking up a storm from the front seat while the crowd parties on the roof.
It’s unhinged in the best way possible and one of the most unique spaces you’ll ever rave in.
Power and the people
What really makes Beat-Herder feel different is the people. There’s an unspoken code of friendliness here – everyone’s up for a chat, a laugh, or a spontaneous dance. You could spill your pint and end up making a friend for life. That kind of energy is rare, and Beat-Herder wears it like a badge of honour.
The merch stand has that signature hand-crafted feel. All of the merch is hand-printed, with designs that feel like proper collector’s items rather than throwaway souvenirs. We spotted punters proudly repping Beat-Herder tees from as far back as 2012 – testament to how deep the community pride runs here.
Even on the way out, with vans and cars getting stuck in the mud, everyone mucked in to help push – proof that the Beat-Herder spirit sticks with you long after you’ve left the gates. Just a bunch of lovely people all getting together to have a good time and make memories for life.
Credit: Andrew Whitton
Fantastic fancy dress
Saturday brought the iconic fancy dress theme – this year, the letter G. And wow, did people go for it. Giraffes towered above the crowd, Gnomes danced in groups, Gardeners handed out seed packets, and one hero turned up as ‘Garbage’, wearing an actual dustbin with a lid strapped to his head. We laughed for a full five minutes.
Final thoughts from the fields
Even though Beat-Herder was slightly scaled down this year due to budget cuts, it never once felt like anything was missing. If anything, it brought a tighter, even more magic-filled experience. The attention to detail, the creativity, and the atmosphere are still unmatched – a reminder that this isn’t just a festival. It’s a fully fledged world of its own.
If you’re looking for something different – stick this one at the very top of your list. But be warned: once you’ve been, you’ll never stop going back.
Tickets for next year go on sale on Thursday, 31 July, and you can be ready to grab your tickets HERE.
You can guarantee you’ll see us at back-to-back Beat-Herder Festivals again in 2026.
Oasis 25: Heaton Park send off Oasis like only Manchester could – with biblical rain
Clementine Hall
Oasis are well and truly back on top as they performed for the final night at Heaton Park and what could still be the very last time in Manchester.
There are countless moments every night that show how uniting this full-on cultural moment has been.
The guy in the wheelchair being lifted overhead by a group of strangers for a better view. The couple getting engaged before being enveloped in a sea of bucket hats. The thousands of people gathering on ‘Gallagher Hill’ every night just to be close to this historic music event.
Then the celeb-spotting too: Jack Grealish, Shaun Ryder and Andy Whyment off Corrie in the same frame of a video; Orlando Bloom waving at fans. Liam and Noel’s kids all together on a big cousins’ night out. It’s had it all.
For a lot of Mancs, the Oasis reunion has felt like Christmas morning ever since it was announced last year following a number of post-gig teasers like that Blossoms headliner at Wythenshawe Park.
And it certainly felt like that as we braved the soggy ground over at Heaton Park for their fifth and final live show in Manchester.
The atmosphere in the crowd was almost surreal, a mass of Britpop-loving super fans who have been waiting for this exact moment for almost twenty years – and you could tell.
As the brothers strutted on stage, hand in hand, a feeling of euphoric joy surged from the crowd of 80,000.
For two hours, they deliver anthem after anthem, each song transcending generations as the older lot look back to their ‘Live Forever’ days and the youth can’t quite wrap their head around the band in front of them being here and now.
Oasis’ final night at Heaton Park was everything we dreamed it would be. (Credit: Audio North)
Oasis are just as good as ever; Liam’s gritty vocals and Noel‘s ripping guitar slot together perfectly as though they were made for one another.
They’re loud and they’re unapologetic, they are the sound of the people, and we were absolutely lapping it up.
Every song was a hit, from bangers like ‘Cigarettes and Alcohol’ to fan favourite ‘Live Forever’, and of course ‘Wonderwall’, the brothers gave the people exactly what they wanted.
Liam, maracas in hand and parka zipped to the top, not only might be the coolest man to walk the planet, but was undoubtedly born to be a frontman of a band. The head nods, the frowning eyebrows, the fists clenched behind his back – we were fully gripped by his sheer stage presence.
Images: The Manc Group
There was a moment where he put the tambourine in his mouth, closed his eyes and lifted his head to the sky, taking it all in and getting lost in the music – an icon.
And of course, in true Manc fashion, the heavens opened an hour into their set as the grey cloud everyone had an eye on took centre stage.
Did we care? No, we did not. It only made the moment that more special as we united as one unit, singing as loud as we could to combat the elements.
It’s clear to see how much Oasis means to so many; their music is embedded into the national psyche with a presence that simply defines generations.
Who knows when they’ll be performing back in Manchester again, and if this was their last time, then they can rest assured that by returning, they’ve made themselves the biggest band in the world again. And that’s an accolade they truly deserve.