You could hear a pin drop from 37 miles in the fecking Paxton. I was sat in front of a group of real "Hooray Henry"'s, chatting about nice places to go for lunch in Nice, but frowning at people who sang, stood up [If you love Tottenham or hate Woolwich] or otherwise deemed it necessary to disturb their slumber. Embarrassing.
That was a touch of class. Well done to the H/J crowd for stimulating a lot of the atmosphere.
P.S. Baddiel is a cunt for that article.
in that case you would have heard some fools alarm clock that went off for about 10 mins.
baddiel's always been a cunt as i'm sure Jason Lee will testify