Yes, it was the hometown of the last member of the Thingy family to join the RN as a normal person*, doing time in the G Spot of the early 1920s. Was a POW in Japan during WW2. I visited Guzz last around 1976. Are you telling me it's changed?
*There was also a Padre Thingy who retired recently!
Just as long as Final is not on a Sunday, otherwise they'll
have to cancel the car-boot sale outside Argylls Wembley
Stadium look-a-like...... and what will all the tattoo'd,
in-bred, pram-pushing, pit-bull walking, roll-up fag chain-
smoking throwbacks do to pass the time eh?
I just cannot image Brazils National team, all queing up
on the Barbican at Cap'n Jaspers, waiting patiently for
"Half a Yard" of sausage-burger (extra relish).
Guided Tours of the Hoe for all the other teams, so that
they can purchase an ice-cream and marvel at the kids
playing truant from school, as they "Tombstone" off the
roof of the recently refurbished Lido Swimming Pond.
Then they can all board a fanny-boat and have a look at
what's left of the Dockyard and any ships/submarines that
may be alongside, followed by a wander round the Barbican,
with the chance to buy a Lottery Ticket from the local Co-op,
whilst simultaneously avoiding the alcoholic smack-head who's
legging it out of the door with all the jars of coffee he can cram
into the pockets of his coat.
All this topped off with a day-trip to Trago Mills, where the
super-star footballers can purchase a bargain or three.