I once had a bedside table Which came all the way from Rome. It was owned by Betty Grable So I’m told. And I miss our gate-leg table That stood proudly in our home, The one my sister Mabel Went and sold. That full-sized snooker table Was my father’s pride and joy. It was kept […]

Mrs Ingle, please pray tell (For my nerves are shot to hell) Tell me how young Wesley’s doing over there? Is he pining for his home Far away o’er sea and foam? Is he getting any tender loving care? There were times he seemed so small, Defenders shrugged him off the ball, Maternal instincts flared […]

Oh do we want to do it all again And suffer all the darts that lie in store As part and parcel of the new campaign? Oh do we want to risk such dreadful pain As that we felt ‘pon Lim’rick’s seismic score, When emptiness was all that did remain? Oh would it not be […]

The fates have set November’s sky aflame. Like Lazarus, we’ve risen from the dead And now it all comes down to this one game. The night was dark; the hopeful stars had fled But then we started this unbeaten run. Like Lazarus, we’ve risen from the dead. Dark clouds had blotted out the summer sun […]

There’s only one thing bad ‘bout summer football – It coincides with holidays abroad. At the apex of the season Sure, it makes you lose all reason To be swanning off to Malaga half-board. There’s only one thing bad ‘bout summer holidays – Getting the results from back at home. The best Italian papers Don’t […]