I was working on a stall at wembley when I was about 9....... This was selling merchandise for the Hockey Finals. I was with my mum and dad. Suddenly my dad was called away to a meeting of some kind with all the officals, and mum went to get some lunch. So I was looking after the massive stall all to myself. I was fine with it, as there was only about 3/4 customers at a time. Suddenly it was the end of one of the periods and there was the massive rush. I could just about see over the counter, and what seemed like the entire packed arena went past me.
It was a good time, but bloody hard for a 9 year old.
(It was a good time, but bloody hard for a 9 year old.
G/PP 💩💩💩💩💩€,
Mon 10 Nov 2003, 18:48,
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