Not having The horrible journey home. Having lost. And still seeing the ground 1.5 hrs after it ended. Worst in the country to get away from. No escort. For busses. Etc etc.
Strange place, Norwich. I only went once, we lost 4-0, and old man did a shimmy (not a euphemism) on the pitch and the street leading to the ground went from shops, to dodgy housing to posh hosting to industrial estate to quite urban in a few foot (or that's how I remember it). Oh, and elephants scattered around the town centre.
