We're all a bit worried about the swine flu but we so easily forget that it was rampant in London about eight years ago, forcing Brusselsblue to go to bed early while Gerry and I made attempts to liven up the night along the Kings Road. Taking Alan Hudson in tow, and pleading allegiance to Denis Thatcher (what were we thinking about) we stormed the Kings Road Conservative Club and bowled them over with our ultra-right wing and left wing policies (respectively). The Irish doorman (38 years experience) was a bit confused.
Anyhow, above is Bruselsblue taking his medicine, before the game (twice!) and sitting with his buttocks tightly clenched the following day at the Bridge.
