Stuff

I've had a very intellectual weekend in Sheffield.

Friday night, I went to the bingo with my dad.

Saturday afternoon, I went to football.

Saturday evening, I went to the dogs.

I lost at bingo and dogs, but Wednesday won. Huzzah. Now all we need to do is win one of our three remaining games and we're safe. And we're probably safe even if we don't. Three points at Brighton tomorrow afternoon would be nice.

Which reminds me - I've not done the Crewe loos. Back with them in a mo!

Toilet survey #25: Crewe Alexandra

Crewe Alexandra 2 Sheffield Wednesday 0
8 April 2005

There I was, sitting in the car in the particularly exotic Cheshire location that is Crewe, reading the paper, waiting for my mates' train to get in, when the weather forgot it was April and started throwing hailstones down. Large and noisy they were, too, as they bounced off the glass roof. I was amazed they didn't dent the car. Fortunately they stopped just in time for me to get to the pub for the required pre-match anaesthetic.


The match was, frankly, rubbish. Very rubbish. We played appallingly and deserved to lose. Had we won, we'd've been nine points clear with four matches left to play, and we would have looked reasonably safe. As it was, Crewe were off the bottom for the first time in months, and the nailbiting was set to continue for us.

Gresty Road (or the Alexandra Stadium, as apparently we're now meant to call it) has one shiny new stand, and the remainder looks extremely old. And battered. I wasn't optimistic when I ventured loo-wards but, to my surprise, they actually weren't that bad. And there were seven cubicles. Four down one side...


...a further one facing them, and two more on the other side.


The cubicles themselves were reasonably clean, if a little untidy by the end of half time. But there was lots of loo roll still, and the whole room had been painted at some point in the not-too-distant past.


Score: 7.5/10. Nowhere near as bad as I was expecting.