So, after years of being carted along to Thursday night footy - here it is. Photographic evidence of the demise of Stu's huge bag which died of a prolapsed pocket.
After a small family ceremony, Stu's bag was placed in the bin in the corner of the changing room down at Palace.
Horrifically, just a week later the decaying corpse of the old friend was spotted slung in the corridor on a pile of sand; suspicious asbestos-like material and mud.
So, to Stu's over sized 'actually-a-tennis-bag-and-used-mostly-back-in-the-day-for-carting-eight-cans-of-train-beer-to-the-2302-to-London-Bridge-although-admittedly-also-for-spare-kit': R.I.P
After a small family ceremony, Stu's bag was placed in the bin in the corner of the changing room down at Palace.
Horrifically, just a week later the decaying corpse of the old friend was spotted slung in the corridor on a pile of sand; suspicious asbestos-like material and mud.
So, to Stu's over sized 'actually-a-tennis-bag-and-used-mostly-back-in-the-day-for-carting-eight-cans-of-train-beer-to-the-2302-to-London-Bridge-although-admittedly-also-for-spare-kit': R.I.P
