Lads , Was at the game the other night plenty of your lot looking glum Norma , offering the leaflets too the youngters who walked by , its squeeky bum time methinks , don't get to excited , but I think we'll come from behind..
Anyway, it was in the days of the Holy Hour or whatever it was called, when the bars shut for an hour on Sunday, but they told us, no bother lads, just slip on up those stairs there....you can drink away upstairs.