Peeping through the Porthole...

I had a memory thinking about this one, I was in a hotel in PNG watching the F.A Cup irrc on the tele (no wide screen then) in '84 whilst eating red snapper in batter, sweet potato chips wrapped up in the nuigini news whilst getting mullered on cheap lager.

I'm not sure that 'fish n chips' really translates in places like that but it was a good night : )

funny thing that blipping does to jog those innocuous little memories..