Jacob Hawley

I had some poxy gig in a members club in Notting Hill.

So I asked the promoter to push back my stage time for 20 minutes so I could watch it in a little Green King pub around the corner.

Watched us win.

Came out the pub screaming on the street as a few other people were.

I cried backstage for five minutes.

Went on and did one of the worst gigs of my life.

Didn't care.

straight in the car thought I'd drive to the stadium again I didn't think there'd be that many people around I couldn't get near the stadium so I just parked the car at my house walked up the road and

Yeah, honestly, like North London last night, it looked like a dictator had been dethroned or something.

Like there's people stood on cards.

It was crazy.

So, yeah, I mean, I wasn't around people when it happened, but, you know, more than made up for that with a good few hours of jumping up and down and screaming and crying.

It was amazing.

Yeah, a dictator wasn't being overthrown.

As exciting as if anything had been given far too much leaning.

Yeah, I mean, there was like three or four different groups of mates that I was meeting there.

But it didn't matter.

Everyone was talking to each other.

Everyone was hugging.

Honestly, I've never seen anything like it.