What a difference 5 minutes makes.
The moment the Manure twat scored we jogged to Wembley Central, home at 10.
Chatting with a friend today, he stayed 5 more minutes, then used Wembley Park, ultimately getting home in Southwick at midnight. Said they were stuck in heavy rain at Wembley Park...
10pm. Withdean.
Taxis at Brighton Station were carnage, as rail replacement buses had taken their rank, instead based in the car park queue. Tempers were frayed as queue jumpers strolled to grab taxis before they got to the queue.
So we walked down into the New England quarter and grabbed...