Our favourite Bar-steward as been up to his tricks again.
He struts around with his pony tail wafting in the wind, as if he owns the place.
Some say he has a job to do, keeping the rowdy Spayne roaders in check. Making sure all bottle tops are removed, must n't stand near that exit ect.
But today he took the biscuit, he made a dad take his son off the barrier. The lad was four years old at most, and sat with his dad supporting him. Now in this age of elf and safety you would think this jobsworth was doing his job.
But can the club tell me why only feet away a dad was doing the exact same thing.
The jobsworth stood talking to them through out the match and never said a word.
Rules are rules unless you are this jobsworth's mate.