Bollocks to the Americanisation of OUR Lollipop Ladies! These gentle souls dressed up in their oversized Trebor Fruit Salad attire of hat, coat and trousers in sweat inducing plastic to be worn in all weathers - just hope there isn’t a nearby front garden with pampas grass growing. :wink...
No, you’ve got it all wrong. The Pink only used nicknames for the clubs so unless you were local you wouldn’t have a clue who they were referring to. So, examples would be Shakers 1 Dolphins 1, or Trotters 3 Spirerites 0. God help you if you started reading reports of regional leagues as in...
I don’t think he did. If I remember correctly the agreement was that he signed for us after the end of the January transfer window so he would not be permitted to play/join until the 1st July. We nicked him from under the noses of West Ham who were quibbling about his transfer fee and missed the...
One of my favourite memories of football as a kid is the smell of fags, beer, farts, piss and vomit. The smell of whisky infused coffee was alien to me - I can only think you must have been on the pre-1901 terrace with waiter service. :lolol:
In a previous post ages ago I quoted Jeff Probyn, the former England rugby prop forward. In a discussion about England’s chances in the Rugby World Cup he stated :
“Ever since the Middle Ages, the Scots, the Welsh, the Irish, the French, the Australians all hate the English.”
“But, Jeff...
I let my wife know of your views on the subject as she’s a teacher of early years children. Colouring in books and whatever nonsense must be one of her specialities - I’ll ask her when she comes home from Glastonbury, sorry, I mean school. :drink: