imagesso i get a call… i have to go somewhere. i get in my car, drive to Upton Park, look around for 30 minutes for somewhere to park, find it… i que up for another 30 minutes with a couple of hundred others, they vigorously search my bag, they give me a wristband, i sign a register, i sign another register, they cut off my wrist band, they walk me in, sit me down, they lead me into stands at west ham football ground, i make myself comfortable, they move me, i make myself comfortable again, they bloody move me again, i take a breath… finally, here it comes, the end of my journey… my husband brings me a cup of tea.

Oh and I saw Dave Bautista beat up Russian terrorists.