Lighten the mood a bit. It was touched on here the other day about UTSL’s dalliance with the woman with the shopping trolley before a Pompey away game a few seasons back and today one other funny trip came to mind. Donny away, up on the TIT bus and for some reason we ended up in a pub in Doncaster itself. If you’ve ever TITTED it to an away match you’ll know that the usual pub stop is always a few miles away from the destination, not this occasion for some reason.

Anyway, when we get in the pub there’s a wedding reception in full swing. Well, the guests looked a right state, we were dressed smarter than them and we were off to a football match. The bride looked like Eddie Waring, dear God it was a rough clientele. They were nuts as well, it was something to witness. We were all, under our breath, taking the piss, we daren’t do it out loud, I dread to think what would have happened. Tony being the most ‘silently’ vocal of us all

Time to go, we all board the bus, one problem, no Tony. The wedding crowd come out into the car park for the wedding photos. The photographer doing what photographers do, arranging guests, moving him there, her there etc. Tony didn’t get moved about all, there he was next to the bride & groom (hard to tell apart), beaming ear to ear featuring in every snap.

I often wonder what they think when they skim through their wedding album.