After all, this is the song that opened the Seagulls’ long-awaited Amex Stadium in 2011, a celebration of the long haul, the club’s wonderful new home and their unique relationship with dance music star DJ Fat Boy Slim.
It is the sound of the Goldstone Ground, RIP.
As we traipsed out in the garden to make the most of the extra hours daylight I asked P, “so what are a few of your favourite things?”
Without hesitation she replied “macaroni cheese” and “trampolining”.
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