This happened to a friend of mine. He used to be in a band, and they'd been touring in the UK for a few weeks. They played the last gig in London and he managed to catch the last train home to Brighton. Exhausted, he fell fast asleep and woke up to see the train slowly starting to pull out of...
My seat is in row I of the West Stand Lower. I'm not worried about getting wet, but I am now worried that this guy's going to be sitting in front of me... :ohmy:
??? Ahem
Gender issues aside - it turned out to be a much closer game than I thought it was going to be after your seven-letter opener! I'd hoped that my run of triple-word scores might just net it for me, but it was too little too late.
I think I'm repeating some scores here, but better to have them down than not at all!
GROUP A
HOME - AWAY
Mr Sheen 2011 292 - 392 Flakehound
Flakehound 297 - 421 Binkyblue
Flakehound 363 - 223 Box of Frogs
Flakehound 351 - 436 Mr Sheen 2011
Box of Frogs 287 - 333 Flakehound...
Count me in for a league, too.
My scores on the doors so far:
Flakehound 377 - 363 Barrel of Fun
Flakehound 376- 342 Slick37
Gazwag 366 - 359 Flakehound
Flakehound 400 - 370 Squeezy Cheesy Peas
Flakehound 393 - 240 MarcBHA
Apparently the splinter is still embedded and he's due to go into surgery shortly. According to a post on Twitter, the only way they can remove it is by surgically going in from both ends and spreading it apart and pulling it out. Nice.