Brilliant thread, really good stories and a good laugh at some of the antics from fellow lunatics,and here's mine....After landing on a building site on a whim, i met up with the organiser of the Worcester branch of LFC supporters,that was back in 1984,how lucky was i, anyhow for the next 7yrs i jumped aboard the coach at 08.45 Sat am every home match, we were dropped outside the Albert around 11.15,perfect timing, now bearing in mind a Friday night consisted of drinking copious amounts of ale visiting several local ale houses and causing havoc as we went, the night usually ended in a curry house where food was normally shared by being chucked at each other and a competition to see who could stick a nan bread to the ceiling, getting up next morning was a nightmare to say the least and breakfast consisted of a six pack of mcewans export, hair of the dog and all that,
a few beers later it was off to the chippy for sausage chips and gravy, followed by more ale courtesy of the staff at the Albert, a couple of rounds of tippit later and a change of scenery either to the salisbury or the flat iron, sometimes the supporters club,from there into the match with continuous pissing thru a rolled up paper, after the 90, across Stanley park onto the coach and back home, happiest days of my life, loved every second, wish i could turn the clock back. YNWA
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