Tag Archives: 1978

Leave your yens on the counter please

Tomorrow, after Stoke City have walloped the Villa, we celebrate the venerable birthday of Old Stokie at a Chinese restaurant in Newcastle-under-Lyme. A number 69 for me with egg-fried rice please. As I was saying to Ben the Hat only … Continue reading

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