GLAD HATTERS’ PARTY
When the final whistle tooted and Luton fans invaded the Kenilworth Road pitch to celebrate reaching the Championship playoff final, our first thoughts turned to what all that orange smoke would do to the washing drying in the gardens backing on to the ground. Poor old Maureen and Cecil at No 169 were kept up for ages by the racket and woke to find their unmentionables smelling not of success but burning embers. Yes, nine seasons ago, Luton were calmly defeating Hyde, Alfreton and Salisbury as they pummelled their way to the Conference Premier title. They amassed 101 points to move them out of the non-league system and back on an upward trajectory but it was all pretty straightforward, meaning Maureen and Cecil got a good kip, regardless of the result. But not now.
