Hugely dull and slightly spiteful thread which I wish I hadn't bothered reading and puts me off nsc. I used to stand in the North stand at the Goldstone on the east side and there were often two separate songs being sung.
The West didn't join in then either....
Apart from the first 15 mins where he was awful thought he was ok (although scary second challenge). We don't have lots of creativity and he did contribute that tonight especially in the last 20
I lived in the top floor flat above Jones Boot makers in East Street. The hatch blew off and bleary eyed I got up on the flat roof to find it.
Bloody got back down again fast though once I realised.....
Spent the next day with a rich boyfriend in his 4 x 4 driving around over fallen trees
I have thought long and hard about why the great British public are so quick to blame the McCanns. I think it's just such a horrific thing to happen and nobody really knows why that we all just want an answer - in order to avoid the horror of not knowing, we try and blame somebody.
[and what's more from this picture of them, the bloke second from the left looks like a certain TSLR bigwig.
I like the tune but did not give birth to that!!!!
I was there and it felt surreal especially at half time. I wandered round the terrace at half time contemplating how terrible it was going to be ina dazed state.
Full time was better.
Two memories - a great big bull wandering round the pitch. The mad butcher getting Robbie's boots (?) and...