Young_Marxist_at_Tescos I despise Chesterfield FC as much as the next man, but fair fucks to him. He was 4th or 5th of the lads that ran down to the hoardings. The first 3 or 4 stopped and postured, he got involved.
If you let people take liberties on your manor, it's a slippery slope. First it's your pitch, then your wife, then your kids, then your home. Before you know it, there's another man taken your place; assumed your mantle. Casting aspersions on the quality of wine you keep. He's wearing your clothes (possibly your underpants), making your kid's pack up, listening to your rare vinyl, lounging in your Eames chair and not taking his shoes off for the ottoman. Sometimes you need to draw a line & defend that line. Possibly be willing to die for that line, or at least take a slap/lazy haymaker.
