Happy Buddie

In years gone by, I could identify every Englishman in their national team, watched the game against Uruguay and there were a couple of faces I didn't recognise. Are they pulling in players from Premiership subs benches or lower leagues?

Quote from Wikipedia "Hereford were further relegated to the Conference from League Two at the end of the 2011–12 season. Hereford were expelled from the Conference on 10 June 2014 due to financial irregularities" If only our administrators had shown the same size of balls, half of Scottish football wouldn't be obsessing about one of our ugly near-neighbours trying to choke themselves to death. They'd be deid already. Anybody any idea what Hereford did that's worse than the omnishambles on Edmiston Drive?

I invited Hilary Clinton to have a cup of tea with me, I bought the tea in a duty-free shop near the docks in Boston, Massachusetts, I don't think she got the irony.

Bad Day at Black Rock, Spencer Tracy, you the man.

I can confirm that FG was always an arrogant B, I was in the same class at school, at the Grammar. Roald Dahl even wrote a book about him, The Bastard Fred Goodwin. My main claim to fame is, if you look closely at his left eye brow, there's a wee scar. I put it there. Well, not strictly true, he chased me into the school after I'd nearly broken his leg in a slide tackle, and I ducked under the fire extinguisher, he didnae.

For long and weary, the Unionist campaign was seen, even by some of those in its own ranks, as coming across too negative, and they were trying hard to turn that round. Then they go and shoot themselves in the foot by dropping "Better Together" as a slogan, which seems to me a whole lot more positive than "No, thanks". It's like a wean being asked what they want for tea. Sausages? No. Pie? No. Fish? No. Pizza? No. Soup? No. Burger? No. What do you want? Anything!!.

Noo that we cannae speculate on oor own next manager, who's next for the Hibee's Hundred (days in the manager's position)?

I took home eck as an alternative to Art Appreciation in 3rd and 4th years, to fill up my timetable. That's where I learned to cook and bake, and I'm a damned sight better cook than my wife.

http://www.bbc.co.uk/sport/0/football/27783337 Big Terry's away. Thank God we signed Tommy first. I put this here cos I didn't think Terry had much to do with football in the last 3 months.

A fulsome breast size ............ apt?

Weegie TV. Where do we start about the jokes on 1. Cocktail Hour .................1001 ways to serve Buckie 2. Horticultural Heaven....... Grass n weed n herb n stuff 3. UFC..............................Saracen Snoggin and the Glesca Kiss 4. The Holiday Programme......Whit's a holiday, ah'm aff every day o the year. 5. Fat Club.......sorry, no vacancies

Various films have tried to capture the horrors and terror of those men, wee boys now to my advancing years, who were first off the boats to storm the beaches. I think I finally got a handle on it with the first 15 minutes of Saving Private Ryan, although it could only truly be understood if you were there. I ssupect a lot would have literally been petrified with fear, scared stiff. Survival was probably down to a measure of how fast you could run through 4 feet of water and a huge element of luck. Sometimes it brings a lump to my throat what those guys went through in the name of democracy and freedom.

I notice on their website that they have their own beer festival on 4th July. I'll mibbe go down for that and stay until after the game. Could we no' have something similar at SMP?

I remember the lads warming up with boots on, pitch was like an ice rink. When we came oot for the game we all had trainers on. Ran rings round what was a very good DU side. IIRC we had a long unbeaten run in the league (championneeeeeess) that season, but you could see it becoming a monkey on our backs, struggled to get a late equaliser against Clydebank away? (with Cooper in the side) with about 4 games to go, then lost to St Johnstone 1-0 at home midweek. eta just checked the stats, got it wrong. Beat Clydebank 3-1 at Love St, drew 1-1 to St J, then lost 3-0 at Cappielow. 28 league matches unbeaten.

Aye, but the five o'clock shadow is a basturt. When I went fur the snip, Doc told me to shave the relevant area, I got a wee bit carried away, and shaved from knees to navel. I speak from experience.

Posted my DD form on Friday.

OK, it was a long time ago.

Feckin boooo right enough. When I got my first car, a modified Escort Mk1 (Ford, no' wan o' they granny things on channel 4) I paid 90 quid (in Foxbar) for my insurance, it had a 1100 cc block and a 1350 cc head, went like stink. My mate in Barrhead had a bog standard Triumph Herald, and got stung for £200 for his, and we could only see that it was that he had a G (72) postcode.

My youngster, when she was about three, discovering "cooking" and insisted on putting the most obnoxious mixtures on her sandwiches, one which still stays with me, a piece wi' vinegar and sugar (sweet n sour?) . Also cheese with chocolate vermicelli.

Quoted as having 1400 lovers. Fecksake, I've no' even tried it on that many times. Where did he hing oot, Valentino's?

Aye, most likely, I had it in mind it was mibbe 3-3.

The one that really sticks in my mind was an Iain Munro goal against Celtic's Peter Latchford. IM ran down the left wing (we were attacking the Love St. end) nobody challenging him, he looked up at Latchford and waved his left had at him, saying, come and get it. Latchford took half a step forward and IM belted it left foot of the underside of the bar and in. Must have been 1979-80?

Probably better that way. They'll say "If it ain't broke, don't fix it.". I say "Given their track record, if they used a computer, they'd probably have us playing oorselves at Tannadice."

Brill, I'll set my alarm.

Inspiration for Father Jack, IMO.