A trip to that London, 'the smoke' as it used to be called in those black and white TV cop programmes back in the 1960's. The reason? Well football, with the prospect of a new ground and hopefully another 3 points in the quest for promotion. Of course, some beer was likely to be involved....
My mate made the call. Our French connection had arrived in London. Great. He'd got parked up near the ground. Great, we'll see you shortly. That first pint was close. Then my mate's face fell. What's up, the rest of us wondered, puzzled, as he said we'd be there as soon as we could, and the call ended abruptly. It was then that we discovered that we were in the wrong part of London! Barnet FC had relocated several years ago to The Hive Sports Centre in Edgeware, which was about 6 miles away. We could get the tube back towards Central London, frustrating, as it would take a while, but with no obvious alternative that is what we did, as we tried to work out the best connection to use. We got talking to a guy who on hearing our predicament suggested we got an Uber, so discussing the best options we got off a couple of stops down the line at some forgettable North London suburb. None of us had a clue about Uber, but one of the lads downloaded the app and ordered one. Our spirits lifted as we stood in the station waiting room. Sure enough, a taxi appeared. There were four of us. He could only take three. Order an XL, he said, the time ticking by. We eventually got to Barnet's ground about 15 minutes before kick off after a ride through some of the affluent suburbs of North London, with the rain bordering on the torrential.
|The day's starting line up at the King Charles|
|A friendly pub with good beer - that'll be the King Charles I then|
|Who'd thought it: a Neo-Gothic classic in Dagenham|
|And it finished, Dagenham & Redbridge FC 1, FC Halifax Town 3|
|The day's best: The Queen's Head, St Pancras|
|Rambling: The Old Parcel Yard, Kings Cross, London|