Got the call just before two and quickly finished my tea before walking into town, ringing David on arrival. The Ashes was rammed so we looked elsewhere: with Earl’s also packed, we checked the Druid’s and Society Rooms: neither, unsurprisingly, showing the game. The Albion was shut so we took overheard advice and went to The Old House At Home (quite a strain on the word count, that one) which was full but we got a place to stand and watch.
The match passed by, interesting but goalless. The atmosphere inside the pub was heated with chanting from both sets of fans. Mind you, a lot of our fellow punters looked a bit scary and there seemed a slight air of menace.
The first explosion was the worst. A great flash, deafening bang and smoke soon rising from the ground. At half time a miracle occurred and we got the table we’d been standing by. I then briefly escaped the heat to get cash, being successful at the second machine, nodding hello to a man from the first.
The second half drew to a close with extra time to come. David went to the loo leaving me holding on. He returned with pints and said something about being threatened. I went anyway and some of the scary looking people were very courteous on my return.
The penalties went the wrong way and we left abruptly. It was a long walk home (made longer by my searching shops for part-baked bread).
The match passed by, interesting but goalless. The atmosphere inside the pub was heated with chanting from both sets of fans. Mind you, a lot of our fellow punters looked a bit scary and there seemed a slight air of menace.
The first explosion was the worst. A great flash, deafening bang and smoke soon rising from the ground. At half time a miracle occurred and we got the table we’d been standing by. I then briefly escaped the heat to get cash, being successful at the second machine, nodding hello to a man from the first.
The second half drew to a close with extra time to come. David went to the loo leaving me holding on. He returned with pints and said something about being threatened. I went anyway and some of the scary looking people were very courteous on my return.
The penalties went the wrong way and we left abruptly. It was a long walk home (made longer by my searching shops for part-baked bread).
* At the time of writing
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