England vs Spain

A group of 5 of us took a day off mid week and made the long journey to Manchester to watch England play Spain in a friendly. James and Hamish (who kindly organised everything) were prepared to pay up to £200 to go to the game - imagine their delight when they got 5 tickets for half that price!

We hired a car and Hamish drove all the way there and back. He is getting well used to driving long journeys late at night. It took ages to get out of London and by the time we made it to Rugby we were starving. We called in for lunch, a quick wander round the town which included losing our tennis ball in the headmaster's garden and a couple of snaps of William Webb Ellis.



After a quick look around Manchester, which seemed like quite a student orientated city, we were off out to Old Trafford to find a park, have some dinner and find our seats. Gus and I sat high in the stands, just off half way but as you will see from the photos, we almost had a bird's eye view of the game.









Spain won the game 1 - nil and I was pretty happy to see a goal so clapped and cheered when it went in but realised very quickly that I should not be doing that as everyone else sat in silence. The English fans are a pretty negative lot and do a lot of booing, and to be fair they had a right to be upset after England controlled most of the possession.

The next day we woke up to snow on the ground back in London which started falling just after we got back at 2:30am. Needless to say, it was a pretty unproductive day at work.