BladeByChoice
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My dad died before i was conceived, and mum never had much money, bringing 5 of us up plus a goat and the neighbours tortoise, so now and then i'd be proper scally and jump the wall on the corner of John street and Shoreham St to get in. Luckily the stewards back then all smoked capstan full strengths and had gin for breakfast, so i never got caught.
Anyone else done owt a bit scally to see dem Blades?
My dad used to be a steward at the Lane, I remember as a kid, between dragging on a Capstan and swigging from a pint bottle of Gordons, he used to tell me stories about his exploits.
He regularly used to tell me about this one little twat who used to jump the wall, wave his prick at the stewards, shout get to fuck and disappear into the crowd.
Always wondered who that was .