My best mate's dad Johann (sp) was in the Dutch Free Airforce flying a spitfire. He was a lovely bloke and was an acountant for the local Catholic Diocese in New Church Rd Hove. Funnily enough his son and me both became acountants and by chance both worked out of the same office in Saudi Arabia...
Long story short groundworkers are a breed apart. A mate who I went to the '83 finals with and at the time sold cake to stores became one and transformed into a brute. At the end of his shift he'd carry a sledge hammer over his shoulder into the Golden Cross. Can't ever recall him getting into a...
Short story. When 18/19 I was working on the building of Ashton Court at Sussex County Cricket ground aas a bricklayer's labourer. During our tea break in a portakabin in the middle of winter a row broke out between the tower crane operator and a Polish groundworker. You can guess the rest. The...