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Diary - Wednesday 21 March 2007

21 March 2007

"I say Jeeves"
"Sir?"
"Do you remember PG Wodehouse?"
"PG Sir?"
"Yes Jeeves. 'Post Grimsby'. Well it seems there's a bit of an imbroglio - if that's the word I want - with his players licence. You see he can't decide if he wants to be an association footballer or not."
"That was rather the impression I got watching the gentleman play last season Sir."
"Exactly Jeeves. Seems Gussy Fenty Nottle is holding his football licence at arms length while standing on an enormous chair, and the pug faced pugilist just can't reach it. So, before he can play for the mighty Chester Town Rovers the whole bally mess needs sorting out. Worse still, if PG doesn't return to league football I'll be forced to marry that soppy Madeleine Bassett creature."
"Why Sir?"
"Well his next fight is against Madeleine's fiancée Bingo Little. He's bound to beat Bingo to a pulp and then yours truly will be next in line for the vicar and the fish slice!"
"Most disturbing Sir"

In other news Luton's Michael Reddy has been doing his bit for Comic Relief sporting a red nose in Asda. Quite apt as he has been having a good laugh at the club's expense for over a year now.

And finally Cyril, Super-Messiah-God-still-disliked-by-some-fans-for-no obvious-reason-Buckley has been giving his thoughts on Rafael Benitez' idea of allowing poncey Premiership reserve players to play in the Man's Leagues. He's against it, basically, as any sane person would be. We don't want to be xenophobic at all but the paella munching, afternoon snoozing, bull stabbing manager can get on the first orange boat back to Spain as far as we are concerned.

And it's goodbye from me.
And it's goodbye from him.
Goodbye!