Very much this.
I'm not in the least bit bothered about chugging lukewarm beer from a wobbly plastic cup in the stands. As you say, there's plenty of opportunity before and after the game. Plus I can well do without a constant stream of boozed-up dilberts going back and forth in front of me all...
I'll WFH tomorrow and log off asap, hopefully around 3.30. Bus into town, where I'll have a little mince around admiring all the BUNTING, before chugging a few pints over a dirty burger somewhere, whilst maybe half-watching some of the first half of one of the 17.45 games (LASK v Liverpool ?)...
Before I leave for the pub, I have already prepared my lunchtime sandwich to consume upon my return. It would be madness - madness - to eat my crisps before my sandwich. Therefore the grab-bag remains unmolested until my return.
And I buy the crisps at the same time as I buy my newspaper, which...
I bought the crisps to take home with me for my lunch, I did not consume them on the premises. This is a regular occurrence, as the crisp selection behind the bar is limited and does not meet my needs.
Well I genuinely had no clue that Quavers were held in such utter CONTEMPT by NSC. I have been happily enjoying them for as long as I can remember, and will continue to do so. Once you hit your 50s, you tend to care less and less about what others think, which I find immensely liberating.
VIVA...
Spot on.
You may have noticed how many EV charging points are covered up with black sacks (including 4 or 5 charging points in the car park at the Cricketers - yes, there again). They've installed them months ago, painted the tarmac to restrict the spaces to EV's only, but they have NEVER been...
Frankly the grab-bag crisp choice in Southwick Sq is bewildering, so I HAVE to rotate the squad over the week.
Monster Munch (red hot)
Monster Munch (roast beef)
Quavers
McCoys (various)
Wotsits
Roysters
Spicy Nik-Naks
Squares (S&V or C&O)
Griddles
Walkers (various)
Thats just off the top of...
I had the Monster Munch on Monday, of which I am fond. But not all day long, and not twice in 3 days.
Plus my parakeet prefers Quavers. Monster Munch (and Wotsits) tend to get stuck round his beak. Its not ALL about me.
They do indeed. I've sat outside on many a lazy Sunday afternoon half-watching some middle-aged tugboats slapping it around a bit whilst I peruse the sports pullout. One of my favourite pastimes.
A brief little chat in the Cricketers during my lunch "hour" today (WFH) when I clocked Charlie on his own. I asked if he was going to the game tomorrow, which he isn't, but said he will def be watching it. I'd completely forgotten that he'd been at AEK with Gus a few years back. He reckons that...