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Had to go shopping in Fareham this morning, so the plan was simple - do the shops, get the train round to Havant, have lunch in the Parchment Makers and go to the match. All fine and dandy until I arrived at Westleigh Park and found the clubhouse strangely low on clientele. One of the few present was Hayley, who, when I went over to her, said "Don't you know the game's off?"

Bloody rotate. So, having just walked up from the town centre, had to shlep all the way back. Went back to the Parchment Makers and watched the second half of Arsenal v Leeds over strawberry and lime Kopparberg.