A rare footballing excursion last week. Not only was it a skool nite, but the TLFs were in attendance a deux due to the generosity of David Gilmore as guests in the DG Legal box. A chance to renew old acquaintances, make some new ones and provoke a whole different level of footballing-relationship angst as the Foxes hosted Mr TLF’s Hammers.
And just to reassure you there was not a prawn in sight.
There was masala fish and salt n pepper fish, naan bread and a host of other delights in our pe-match smorgasbord of Indian starters, courtesy of Spicy Handii (handy for Filbert Way as I never tire of saying).
And quite a bit of beer.
And lucky socks, shirt and hat/glove combo. Although to be honest I have so confused myself with regard to the contents of the TLF ‘book of luck, superstition and nonsense’, it is all a bit of a lucky-garment-dip these days. Seemed to work out ok in the end. For the Foxes obviously, which proves Mr TLF’s lucky garment scepticism might need a bit of a rethink. Or if not his scepticism certainly his team’s defence.
As ever thanks to the lovely David and his guests who put up with TLF levels of exuberance and despair that only Mr TLF is used to, and an even bigger thank you to the LCFC employee who looks after this section of the ground and informed me with a big grin on her face that she likes to see me at games, “because there is nothing corporate about you love.”
High praise indeed.
Fox in the box (literally)
What a difference…
…31 minutes makes