2:00am and I've just woke up in a cold sweat. I still see it now, 80.000 tartan clad nutters digging up the Wembley turf for souveniers while singing Flower of Scotland led by ADR147 aloft on the sagging crossbar ocasionally mooning the royal box as he conducts the invading army with his one piece gaboon ebony baton.
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