Blue Moon

They were related to the people who ran the hotel I stayed in. Long story there

Horrible. You’d loathe it. (Actually lovely - my favourite a few years ago when it was very English - not sure now the US has taken over. Perfect if you like peace and nature).

I’d far far rather sing “who’s the bastard in the black” or “the referees a wanker” than feck up a justified orgasm at a dubious goal because VAR says the scorer was a hair offside. Come on, you all would too, right? Or are you all so fecking sanctimonious that you prefer regulatory righteousness to a great game?

Swimming off Nevis a couple decades ago, realised a couple were swimming with me - metre or two long - decided to let them swim alone. Prefer my fish barbecued, not me …

Perhaps CPO should buy the club

You’ve got me thinking - maybe it was a conger. Certainly 80lbs - we weighed it once the gutting knives had done their work. Evil buggers, big eels …

The trawler boys landed an 80 pound moray one day, and the bastard leapt off the gutting table into our pile of fish guts. Never run so fast.

Agree. Did that too. With an army of Romanies. Didn’t manage two weeks - you obviously have a robust backbone …..

Agree. Worked as a leather worker, treating 9 tons a day of chamois hides. Thought my back would break. My predecessor died after an industrial injury - details horrific. Lasted 24 hours. Then worked for two weeks on a fish docks in Exmouth shovelling fish guts and stinking of fish so bad I always had a compartment to myself on the train home. Football players? Money for nothing and their wags for free.

Feck me!

At risk of political mayhem, have you read Sharon Davies’ book on the subject? In short ….. no

Fixed that for you, @chara!

Bugger. Benched again. You won’t get far without a fixture secretary. I’ve been fixing stuff for years - ask my missus. And surely @Proud-Blue as welfare officer?

So a reason, not an excuse….

Not 100% sure he always played for us