Eric Price moved to the quaint chocolate box English Village of Mornington-By-Mere when he got a job with Topliss Engineering, who had set up business on the Mornington Field development, and along with the job he was also able get accommodation.
So he moved into
apartment 6 of Lancaster House, which was converted from the old Officers Mess
when Mornington Field was an operational RAF Station.
Although he lived in
Mornington, Eric was born and bred in Abbottsford and the third Saturday in May
was a red letter day for him as his beloved Abbottsford Town “the Knights” were
playing Chelsea in the FA Cup final.
Unfortunately he was
unable to get a ticket and as he thought he might be reduced to tears by the
occasion he elected not to watch it in the Old Mill Inn with his mates,
choosing instead to watch it at home on his own, he had even ditched his
girlfriend Anita for the afternoon and depending on the result they would
either celebrate or commiserate at the pub afterwards, and as he sat in the Black and White quartered shirt of
Abbottsford Town watching the preamble he did indeed shed a tear.
It was as the echoes
of “abide with me” began to fade that the knock at the door came.
He opened the door and
was greeted by his girlfriend Anita Stemmer who also worked for Topliss and
lived in the neighbouring block, Dowding House.
She was obviously very
eager and affectionate because the instant the front door was closed she
launched herself at him but he managed to fend her off long enough to ask her
“What are you doing
here? We’re not supposed to be meeting up until later, “after” the cup final”
“I missed you” she
replied and her arms around him “and I fancied a snog”
“But I saw you two
hours ago” he pointed out “and as I remember it, we had a snog”
“I didn’t know I was
rationed” she said and kissed his neck
“But its Cup Final Day”
he said prising her arms from around his neck
“But I miss you” she
reiterated
“Cup Final” he shouted
“Snog” she shouted
back
He managed to keep
Anita at arm’s length until the half time whistle blew when he relaxed and let
her have her kiss and he was thankful for her unrestrained affection as it took
his mind off events on the pitch, where Chelsea had Town on the back foot for
the whole of the first half but were shockingly unable to score.
But when the second
period kicked off he needed to concentrate and tried to ignore his persistent
girlfriend
“What happens if
Chelsea win?” she asked as she sat beside him.
“Let’s not even think
about that” he said
“It doesn’t really
matter though does it?” she said “It’s only a game”
“It’s only a game?” he
asked with contempt “It’s only a game?”
“Yes” she said
“Well let me give you
a reason to care who wins” he said
“If Chelsea win then
my little affectionate Anita doesn’t get another snog today”
A look of horror
spread over her face and then she shouted
“Come on the Knights”
Time was running out
and although Chelsea completely out played the Knights it was still goalless
and as the match entered stoppage time it looked for all the world that the
match would go to extra time.
Then midfielder Del
Blackmore started to put in a run on goal straight down the middle and twenty
five yards out he let fly with his left foot.
Everyone in Black and
White in the Wembley crowd were on their feet, Eric was on his feet and Anita
held her breath as Tim Dalton, the Chelsea keeper, leapt to his right at full
stretch and was left clutching thin air as the ball hit the back of the net.
Eric went absolutely
crazy and was jumping up and down and there was an explosion of noise from the
Wembley stands which all but drowned out the referee’s whistle, Abbottsford
Town had won the FA cup but Anita was staring at the TV with a confused look on
her face
“Does that mean I get
a snog now?” she asked but Eric was already ahead of her and pulled her to her
feet before scooping her up in his arms.
“Time to celebrate” he
said with a leer
“Oh goody” she cheered
“Up the Knights”
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