Memory Lane

For a few years in the eighties I used to go and stand on the North Bank every week. Ben got a chance to go to the Emirates today with my brother, who had corporate jolly tickets. As I was dropping him off we went for a little look at the flats where Highbury used to be. The security guard was being a bit slack so we sneaked a look at the private gardens too (they are a bit dull, tbh).

While Ben was at the football, I went for wander down Upper Street. Now we are on our way home on the train, both pretty tired.