When I got a ticket for the Leicester match, I drove up through the night, queued from about 5pm - then promptly fell asleep driving back home on the M4 - scary !!!
I took the day off (only from college, mind), hopped on the train out of Paddington and hardly had to queue at all at the County Ground. I then went back straight to London and kept them in an envelope pinned to the wall in my room, hidden behind a Manic Street Preachers poster. Who the fuck I thought was going to nick them I have no idea, but they just seemed so precious