And She Laughed No More

I’m delighted to report that we’ve just done the deal with Short Books for a book following Stoke City in the Premiership next season (the follow up to She Stood There Laughing), as title of this post. Am off to bed in a minute to read a piece in the Guardian that a mate has passed on to me about Stoke-on-Trent having nine BNP councillors, with predictions they might be running the town hall by 2011. I’m tempted to the grey_man here: folk were rough when we were young, but we never used to have all this scum. Somebody must be failing badly at something to open the door to undesirables like these. Mind you, my friend Graham Etherington bravely turned round to two drunken Neanderthals in our crowd at Watford late last season to remonstrate with them about calling players niggers (their black players, not ours). It’s a context, of the sort you could well live without.

Meanwhile, here is a nice compositition of Ollie and Dylan. Ollie is racist against German Shepherds, ever since one bit him on the arse.

Ollie: pretending to have anti-grey_dog tendencies

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4 Responses to And She Laughed No More

  1. markelt says:

    Hey. I recall the taxi journey we had from Nice to Monaco last year with whatsisname our unfeasibly tall taxi driver. He’d reeled off a list of stuff some immigrants had been up to that wasn’t very nice to justify his vote for the Le Front National, if true. To which my response was that it still wasn’t enough to vote for Nazis. And that’s the only response.

  2. Stephen Foster says:

    Hey, you were right and even vaguely amusing in the way you said it.
    Congratulmalations on other stuff too ;)

    nb: Geno the Unfeasibly Tall.

  3. OS. says:

    Ah, Mad Gino. The only guy who would take six in a five-seater. *Chuckle.

  4. Great to see another book coming from you on the mighty Stoke City. Now all we need are some new players and no Robbie Savage that doesn’t mean you…

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