You've got me started now, and I hadn't wanted to....
There's nothing intrinsically wrong with it.
There's a cracking Pub there. The roads have tarmac on the surface. They're even near a Motorway, which is nice.
The people are fine - but they're just not expansive. They come across as clones from a dastardly genetically modified human breeding program in one of the nearby Science Parks. And I'm not being nasty, they simply seem to be lifeless. Like the Stepford Wives, only the 700 we saw were designated by task to appear at the football Ground that day, kitted out in their uniforms.
700, for goodness sake. It was a whopper by their standards, yet only one guy was un-modified, and actually bothered to tickle his tonsils in response to his team's famous victory.
And I mean ONE!!
What would they do with a ground like that (as has been said) if Oxford United took 1800 there next year? They have 4 urinals and hyper-sensitive fans. A bad combination in any book!
Which was the cracking pub, malx? The one I went to was the Red Lion, which was excellent (and full of Halifax fans en route to Cambridge Utd).
That was the one yes, got it out of the Good Beer Guide. First time we've actually been to the village itself, having in the past got the train to Cambridge, drank there and bused or taxi'd straight to the ground.
Great pub, great beer, you can even use the abandoned railway as an emergency loo. However i remember not one Histonian so the Salisbury view probably rings true.
We lost too, which doesn't help but then i was biased cos it was the 18th of March and i'd not seen us win since the 12th of December and i'd only missed one game since then, the game we won.
A bin in Histon is severely dented because of it.
Mae hen wlad fy nhadau yn annwyl i mi - The land of my fathers, the land of my choice.
Why don't you like Histon Amber S, or shouldn't we ask? Mind you I can't remember much about the game, apart from a rather officious steward having a word with me, for some reason!!
I won't presume to answer for ambersal... but since 18 March 2006 the word "Histon" has become a sort of code for anything unpleasant that we'd rather not mention. The reasons for this are a bit complex, but doubtless have something to do with Sutton losing 3-0 in Ian Hazel's first match as manager.
Post by ambersalamander on Sept 1, 2006 22:38:15 GMT
Er...no!
You never have understood my code words
"Histon" means "well, that's rather obvious" or similar, due to it being an anagram of "No sh*t." The code word for something I'd rather not mention is "Weymouth" if it's something that you really wouldn't want to know about, or "Maidenhead" for a situation that's simply too horrid to contemplate. Not histon.
I've already explained ON THIS THREAD why I don't like histon. HISTON! so do pay attention please children. They said some very rude things to me, so rude in fact that I politely invited them to meet me outside after the game for a little chat. They didn't turn up. And there's the stewards. And Erkan Okay. And the fact that it's impossible to get there and they're all inbreds and there's no beer in the bar. That good enough for you?