And David Seaman thought he had a bad name.

I worked somewhere which held a file on a man called Donald Duck.

And another thing. Nothing to do with funny names. Watched a little film the other night called Page Eight with Palace fan Bill Nighy as an MI5 operative called Johnny Worricker.

I love seeing him in films, he somehow always makes me chuckle even when he's being serious. But, whatever part he plays, he's always Bill Nighy. Speaks the same, walks the same even the same mannerisms. Still like to see him though.

This film BTW, is the first of a trilogy made for TV and written by David Hare. Excellent cast and worth a watch if you get the opportunity.

Dad and I watched games standing on the muddy slope of the Holmesdale Road end. He cheered and I rattled.

Socks still on those Tiger Feet I s'pect.

Issac Hunt is my fav

Edited by thegreatlardino (19 Apr 2021 6.01pm)

Sometimes I set out for Ludlow
Sometimes I end up in Chepstow

but speaking of biscuits..
which biscuit do you miss, now no longer available.
(or just a bit difficult to get?)
the wagon wheel, yes I know its still here,but its now tiny.
in the 60s-70s this thing was a bloody wagon wheel, it was massive, it would feed a young lad all day.

Kids,tired of being bothered by your pesky parents?
Then leave home, get a job & pay your own bills, while you still know everything.

Yep, those Wagon Wheels in their individual, open ended wrappers. Not only bigger then, but can you imagine today’s reaction to their exposure to all the world's germs.

The other biscuits I used to like, but haven't seen for a long time are Lincolns. The round ones with pimples