Dear Colin What the heck is going on ? I leave you to look after things and it's all going tits up. When I handed over to you we were a well-run ship, now we're a pedalo going round and round on Portishead boating lake. I feel like Cameron must feel about Coulson. Everyone warned me, but I went ahead and appointed you. You pissed off Steve Coppell, then you upset North Somerset; and now the tea lady wants out. And what's this about the shirt? SAD wanted out and you couldn't find a sponsor; so Dawesy has to put his hand in his pocket (or not) and step in at the last minute. And what the hell is going on on the pitch. Is Millen on this horse medicine stuff or something? "Whatever." "Give it time." "I'm waiting to see what happens." !!! I'm like that hospital up in Stockport...I'm running out of patience! We were on the edge of the Premier League and now we just manage to beat HAYES and YEADING! I thought they were a London suburban train station!! Get rid of those hangers-on who are picking up their weekly wage packets. We can't afford it. I'm not made of money you know! And get that food franchise sorted. I'm fed up with the blue few saying that at least they've got the best pies. Cancel the contract with the cardboard re-cycling lot! Things better improve quickly, or you're Guernsey me in your office (geddit?!) COYR Stephen.
Edward T,not meant I know but 5 dead,this is bad taste... 'I'm like that hospital up in Stockport...I'm running out of patience!' No more can I say...
