Heading Home

Like most modern stadia Wembley empties quickly. We were soon by the car and preparing for the trip home. At this time of night we expected the trip to be easy once we had escaped the car park, the immediate vicinity.

This proved right. The fight to exit the car park was predictably foul, but we were saved by a second exit being opened giving us the opportunity to sneak out the back. From then on we just pottered home with the only incident being when a passing car threw up some road debris that smashed into our windscreen and frightened the living nighlights out of us. Amazingly the glass remained intact (though heavily marked) and we were able to continue (having opened the side window to freshen the air).