Frustration grows on a lame day at the Lane
TAKING advantage of Sunday’s respite from this arctic winter, I jumped on my motorbike for the brief four-mile trip from London N5 to N17. It meant that I was able to park up directly opposite White Hart Lane and following the final whistle, I was out of there and back home in time to have my feet up for the kick-off of the afternoon’s second sitting from Upton Park.
Wed, 11 Feb, 2009