Labyrinth 249

Annoying initial day; wandered around Oxford Street and failed to buy a simple correctly sized bag for my compact camera. 
Then a Monday night match. Took Wife's godson who, at least saw us win at only his second ever match. He was also pleased with the scarf I gave him, one of the bits of acrylic tat they give us at Cup Finals to make us better for the cameras.
So, we won, though conceded through (another) goalkeeping error. I am not sure why the manager persists with him. The Blip?. Captured the Labyrinth at Hammersmith (District and Picadilly line).