I remember an incident a long time ago. I wasn't involved, but there was a section at our place of work where they had a pools syndicate and one week they had a big win.
One lad, Jimmy looked at the cheque that came through and immediately said he was quitting his job. He went up to supervisors...
I can jog to the garage and that's about it (that's the garage at the bottom of our garden, not the nearest petrol station).
We have a small garden. Richard Osman could do it in two steps.
I won't be sorry to see him go. Too hit and miss and if we want to play one touch football and have a bit of pace about us then I don't think he's the man.
The lady I worked with was a lot more cruel. I would always call this John back, but she would revel in stuff.
There was another gullible fella called Charlie. There was his office, then a run of corridor and then another office about 10 metres down. He was a very keen to please and he would...
You feel sorry for blokes like that, but you just can't help yourself can you!
I used to be the wages and accounts clerk at British Coal many moons ago and every Thursday anyone who was paid in cash had to come and collect their wage packet from my office. It was my job to check the employees...
I was there, but I honestly don't remember anything up on the scoreboard, or any Wallace overhead kick.
I just remember it being a great game and Blyth saving that penalty.
Best of all, it was Boxing Day so made it the perfect Christmas present. :)