Proposals, tears and flying pies: my life behind the bar on football’s concourses | Honor Pullman
From the Den to Old Trafford, via Craven Cottage and the Emirates, I saw it all during my years pulling pints for fansI was 17 when I started working at football grounds for some extra cash on the weekends. As the youngest of three girls, I could easily have followed my older sisters into a Saturday job at a local cafe. Instead, I signed away my life (and …