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Aye - a pound o' brisket. That's all we had for a week, but we made do. We made do and we were glad of it. The whole street pulled around, we knew everyone. It's not like that any more. You speak to someone at the bus stop and they don't give you the time of day. The youngsters now don't...

When you get to my age what you really like is a cup of coco in your slippers in front of the fire. I remember when Northampton was all fields. We used to leave our doors open and go out to get a bit of brisket; can't any more. I can't remember where I put my slippers.

don't you mean 'rocket surgery'?

Yep - could be that too. Either way they get their 60mm back.

"Going back to the Ricoh is or would be a backward step, everyone conveniently seems to have forgotten that the unsustainable rent deal (£1:28 Million) was signed more than 2 years before we even moved-in 2003 and just to "break-even", we required gates in excess of 23,000! Give me strength...

forgot to mention: 'tied up in bluff and platitudes'. Go on on then, enlighten us with the obvious.

Good point, well made. I expect a deathly silence now from the Rugger fan. Either that or bollocks tied up in nonsense tied up in tosh.

And BTW, tune your fucking guitar properly. DADGAD is cheating.