clockender1 wrote:a cup of tea and a cheeseburger from the "look at thaaat 'ansome..." burger van guy.
same guy same van since about '91. i don't even have to order any more, it's just there...
burger, tea and the smell of horseshit. what more could you want on a cold January night ?
That smell of fried onions wafting on the cold air... the calls of "Get ya programmes"... the clop clop of police horse hoofs... that first glimpse you'd get of THOF in the waning Saturday sunlight when you walked up outa the gloom of Arsenal tube stop... Sensory overload.
THAT'S all stuff you cannot replace by re-branding "supporters" as "customers" and giving them hotdogs and nachos.