I ate at HR once. Didn't think to ask for the haddock pie.I once ate my girlfriend out in the toilets of the West End at HR.
I once ate my girlfriend out in the toilets of the West End at HR.
You don't have to queue long if you are in the telegraph stand. Just walk along a bit and you will see that queues are only 5 deep rather than the 15 or 20 people in blocks 15-23.
I once ate my girlfriend out in the toilets of the West End at HR.
That wasn't icing around the edges you know.I once ate your girlfriend out in the tiolets of the West End at HR too! Small World!
Can't help feeling that's his own fault.Back in the late 80s on the west terrace there was a bloke in front of us just about to take a bite out of his pie when Dave Bennett let rip with a fantactically miss hit shot which knocked it straight down the blokes front...nobody laughed ..honest
was my late dads final wish to have his ashes scattered at the ground. The steward wouldnt let me in as the ashes were in a glass container.
Crazy, it really comes to something when you cant take a bottle of pop to the game
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