The Fire brigade phones George Graham in
the
early hours of Sunday morning.
„Mr Graham sir, White Hart
Lane is on fire!“
„The cups man! Save the cups!“ cries
George.
„Uh, the fire hasn’t spread to the canteen yet, sir.“
The Fire brigade phones George Graham in
the
early hours of Sunday morning.
„Mr Graham sir, White Hart
Lane is on fire!“
„The cups man! Save the cups!“ cries
George.
„Uh, the fire hasn’t spread to the canteen yet, sir.“