Hi everyone, for one week only you can call me Colan Robbleby as I'll be taking you back to the place of my domestication and growth for an afternoon of sheer, unadulterated non-league cup footballing joy.
We will not be drinking in Havant near the ground as, quite frankly, none of us will make it out alive. I'm not entirely sure we're going to anyway. What was before just asides about us being 'posh' or 'students' is just going to be people throwing bricks. I can't wait. I love Westleigh Park.
So, we're catching these trains:
LONDON WATERLOO 10:00
ROWLANDS CASTLE 11:21
So let's hit Waterloo for about 9:30. Get yourself a return to Rowlands Castle and I'll take you to this pub:
Afterwards, we can either get the train to Havant or a cab straight to the ground (probably easier and it's only two miles, so cheap).
Who's coming to this, the furthest leg out of town yet?