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That made me chuckle. One lad used to bring a health efficiency into school every now and then. We’d rip out the pages and on a breezy day the pages would stick to the mesh perimeter fence. Teachers had to go and pull the pages down.

Sussex 300 hundred odd and bankers. Then came Asif Din. What a final.

Mr Kennedy?

Over the jumper or under the jumper?

Rockpooling

Not much. 4 kids and everything else that goes with it. But then there was the play off final and Sussex v Warwickshire at Lords.

Used to cycle to patching pond night fishing and straight to the paper shop in the morning for my round.

Setting light to paper using a magnifying glass

Long lines of lads arms over each other’s shoulders singing ‘All in for war in 1964, we lost our guns and used our bums in 1964’ The prelude to a big game of war. ‘You don’t take your shots’ was a frequently heard in the play ground.

And taking her for a wimpy

Airfix models Airfix soldiers Headers and volleys/World Cup

Is Saturday morning pictures still a thing?

Scrumping springs to mind.

Ipswich away midweek in the 80s. Stayed over night but not through choice.

Me too. I’ve avoided the Wembley 83 replay and the Palace play off game. To be honest any highlights of us losing doesn’t sit well with me.

West Sussex Premier League circa 1988. Horndean 4 L&E Sports 5. Horndean 4 up at half time with the slope. How Horndean got in the West Sussex is one of life’s great mysteries.

Sitting in a cafe in the Prati district. Stunning city and able to gloat to my Scottish wife over the rugby yesterday. Brilliant atmosphere despite the annoying stadium announcer.

I’m double busy. I’ve got to sign on and get back to work.

One of them in a white gown was seen heading for the Vatican.

Here for the rugby.