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A charming man

Yesterday’s event was rather a fine diversion. Mum turned up and sat beside throughout. We had a good old natter as a steady flow of people bought books. Old Stokie and his clan arrived to cause trouble, though when, at … Continue reading

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Hello

a) is this thing > Premiership Table broke? Or b) has Supertone been fannying about while I’ve been swilling raki, spitting out sardine bones and keeping to the shade so as to protect my milky white skin?

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Pinned

I’m pinning that post to the top for a day or two while I do a whirlwind tour of ‘up Hanley, duck,’ where three copies have been identified for signing…

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No laughing matter

Having managed to over commit myself by one whole book too far in a twelve month period, I am officially on my holidays as of now. The proofs were signed off on Monday just gone, it comes out on September … Continue reading

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Hurrah!!!

… and that, dear reader, was how I came to fall in love with Tony Pulis. THE END

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