You didn't see me at Fleetwoof Elfy, old Royston always travels under the cloak of darkness, as opposed to in an orange jacket. Can Slade get us promoted with a midfield that even Saga Holidays would turn away as too old? I think not.
Look for the person surrounded by women and a bottle of Jack Daniels! Couple of them will want to own me, one will definitely be slapping me for anything I say because they hate me (or love me not quite sure). I rarely wear a Charlton top, or anything football attire. I generally sit in the North Upper. I'm a terrible writer too, check out my tumblr page.
He only admitted to seeing you on the train I bet? Not through your window whilst behind the Vauxhall cords outside your gaff
I don't know what you look like to be fair Elf. Or your real name or age. Probably walked past most of you many a time...