View from the Cemetery
View From The Cemetery - September 2012 - 2
Postal service not working well from the cemetery: posted from over the fence before the Penrith match.
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View from the Cemetery - September 2012
Well back from my holidays at last, takes time to travel in my condition...
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View from the Cemetery - April 2012 Part 3
I don't set myself up as a football pundit, but I do reckon I can spot a chancer when I see one, and as evidence I refer you to my earlier musings from the 8th March on this very site, and I quote, "And who do we fancy for the England job? Good old Arry? I don't think so. I reckon his bubble is in the process of bursting good and proper". Quite perceptive I think you will agree. The ever reliable Hotspurs, the original morning glory, starting like Jack Nicklaus and finshing like Jack Duckworth to use a golfing term; collapsing like a pricked balloon as soon as any chance of success shows on the horizon. And with good old 'Arry watching from the sidelines, looking like he doesn't know what to do, and for why? Well in my humble opinion, because he doesn't know what to do, that's for why. And anything more than a cursory examination of his career would reveal the same, unless of course you are a member of the Fleet Street mafia, waiting in vain for a London-based saviour. Or a dodgy agent who has 'Arry's number on speed dial. Still, it's easy to mock. Sometimes very easy. And he seems an amiable old duffer and handy to know if you are short of a few quid.