I am thinking we should committ all our posting efforts to one great big love thread that seeks turn all the anguish into one big sea of hope and belief to help preserve our top flight status. Lots of warmth and good saintly spirit. So no mentioning the team, the board or management unless is to compliment their good work. Not sure how many pages this will run too.
I had this strange dream, it revealed our new Owner was a complete hoax, we got found out and were booted out of the Premier, it saved us from relegation, but hey ho...
About 15 years ago my daughter wanted a portable telly (they were all the rage then) for her room in silver with a built in DVD player. On Xmas eve, I arrived home and couldn't get up the drive as there was a box on it. Moaning, I got out (it was lightly raining) and picked up this heavy box and took it inside before driving up the drive. My other half got home and I said what did you order (I thought it was for me), she said nothing. Inside was a silver 14" TV with DVD. On the box was a label with no name, but our street address, but no number or postcode. I didn't buy it, nor did my other half. I asked all the neighbours and none of them ordered it. Maybe there is a Santa.
I once bought a new fridge freezer, and had it delivered to my flat. I hadn't made arrangements to get the old, knackered one taken away though so put it into the packaging the new one had come in and left it outside my flat. It took less than 30 minutes for some kind soul to steal it, and as I never saw it again I considered it a job well done. I like how some people can be so predictable.
Before anyone gets relegated everywhere in the country will be blessed with those cuddly little lambs. Aahhh.
There was a time once about 15 years ago when I ordered a new silver portable telly, but it never arrived. I got in touch with the delivery company who swore they had left it on my drive. Anyway, after getting nowhere with them I gave up ever seeing my nice new TV. Then one day a box appeared on the lawn and guess what was in it? That's right, an old knackered fridge freezer! I had to take it to the dump though as the owner was too lazy to do it himself.
Sounds delicious. I buy a butchered lamb once a year from friends who have a smallholding. When I picked the last one up, my friend asked if I wanted to choose the next one from the ones that had been born the day before. I opted for the really excitable one in the barn with one black ear on an otherwise white head. A bit like picking which lobster or fish you want from a tank in the restaurant. I think it's a great idea as you can select your food according to its personality and demeanour.
