>Our group now left the National Rally and made our way by tube to Romford were Tony Wells lived. Now I can’t remember were we went for a drink except that we were all drunk when leaving the pub and making our way to his mum’s house. On the way I do remember passing a Jewish bakers and someone shouting, “Hey, who wants some bagels”. Next I remember several bricks and beer cans flying through the windows. We all then ran and shortly arrived at Tony’s mum’s house.
