John Boy Saint

As a sprout I lived in Bitterne, my Granny & Grandad lived in Shirley, on the odd exciting occasion we would "sail across the Ocean" on the Floating Bridge. being first on scared me as I feared we might not stop, watching the black ball go down the pole at the stern and going up at the bow meant we were off: quite the adventure when I was 4. Going down to Western Shore to see the Queens Lizzie 1 & 2 and Mary departing or arriving. The Red Routemaster buses on the aft deck of the Queen Mary as she left Southampton for the final time. The Hovercraft from Woolston. The Paddling Pools on the Common Boating lake up the Sports Centre with the tin hand paddle boats, and the water fights on hot days mastered by sitting on one side of the boat and paddling the otherside to skim the water at another boat. The 2p Orange train up the Sports Centre The Witches Hat roundabout up the Sports Centre. Weekend nights down the Ice Rink, dodging the plebs with hire skates, saving the girls as they were about to fall. Then at 9 and 10pm the ice was cleared of hire skates so those with their own skates had 15 minutes (71/2 minutes for Girls then the same for the boys) to show off, the DJ always played Blue Monday 12". Shopping in Safeway opposite Edwin Jones on a Friday evening. Getting lost in Edwin Jones and getting Jelly Baby's from the staff while we waited for my Mum to collect me. Father Christmas's Grotto in Edwin Jones The smell of Fawley wafting over the city. Just a few before I get boring.

I think the old one was built around a Sky Sports template, because just like our current OS offering there was quite a few in the same style, layout, and navigation.

Also most of the pupils come from homes where hard work is the norm, whereas state schools have a melange of pupils from those with natural ability to succeed to the numpties who think that mucking about in class is cool. Those in the middle get caught both ways, private schools preclude those that could not give a monkeys meaning those in the middle aspire to match those at the top. Jeez what a thread.................. and there's me a wooden spoon salesman. :-)

Thanks for the back up Olympic. The main reason why the Tories got the heave-ho was because the country had grown tired of them, and for once a young fresh faced Labour leader had rocked up and talked a different language to the previous windbags that Labour got behind. As many people said in Tony's early days blimey its just like the Tories just under a different coloured flag. So after 18 years of one party leading the country, who were unable to get away with the things that they could in the past under a mask of smoke and mirrors (thanks to the things Thatcher did to make we the people more aware, and responsible for our own destiny) most people fancied a change. Just the cycle of politics, Tories have to come in and sweep up the rubbish the last lot left behind, unfortunately the pill is a bitter one that many people remember for tasting horrible. We all know now the next pill ain't going to taste nice if the Tories get in, Labour will wrap it in shiny colourful paper when they can decide what colours to use, and their pill will be the size of a golf ball and take just as long to digest.

That bit will keep this thread going for a while, but then the majority of folks in the south of the country will have a sheep Maggie hating philosophy because it sounds great anyone from the big industrial towns of the north will have a totally different perspective on "the Iron Lady". However even in the industrial and mining shires of the north despite their slice of union due going to Labour coffers had seen enough of a Labour Government in 1979.

Well in 1979 under Labour this country was going down the sh1tter at a rate of knots, Unions had the whip hand went on strike if the boss farted in the wrong key rubbish piling up in the streets industry was un viable. Tories under Maggie Thatcher came to power and she kicked the chuffin lot up the arse & out the door in many a case. Sadly like all politicians in power too long they got power crazy and pushed their luck a bit too far. However unlike the next government, when Labour took over in 1997 the country was in pretty good shape financially; and as things stand right now as usual they have piddled the chuffin lot up the wall. Sorry more than 100 words

Go to the Programme shop under the Chapel they had a pile of Carlisle ones there on Saturday. If you sit elsewhere that can't access the Chapel just ask the stewards at the Chapel end gates and in return for your ticket they will let you in and back out again returning your ticket (entry was that way a few years ago).

How do you think I actually managed to get married?!? ...............................Chuffin good job Missus John Boy does not frequent here!!! :smt021

I use to like the smell of Fawley as it wafted over Southampton City centre, having moved to north Hampshire at 4 1/2 smelling that coal tar aroma always told me when I was home. Doesn't seem to occur very often these days :-( .............. No doubt a relief to those who smelt it every day.

There will be a Nodding Donkey in the middle of the pitch by Christmas. Good for them. Also good that we won't have to go in search of new arch rivals in Football.

Maybe Pards is keeping everyone in the side on their toes with a suprise loanee "to threaten" those getting comfy before January comes around. One thing is for certain we are going to have to change the size of shape of the Matchday Programme as we are in danger of running out of space for the squad on the back. ;-)

We did the stadium tour when SMS was still shiny and new, our guide on the day said that they have to provide a certain number of seats on the front rows for people who have a temporary disability like yourself, who would be a hindrance in the middle of the stand with crutches should the stadium need to be evacuated in a hurry. So let them know when you buy your tickets.

I'll try Turkmenistan

Chuffin hell some people really need to pull their heads out of their backsides, we ain't going to get a sniff of the Champions League for quite a while so lets make the most of where we are and get a seasonally hard earned bit of silverware in the cabinet. Last seasons final was thoroughly entertaining game................... The chance to give Malwhinney the bird when he is presented to the players like Luton Fans did would be worth the effort getting to the final alone.

If it ain't on the smelly then I can go down the Golf range with my mate and improve my novice game while the missus gets very happy with life with his wife.................. For those thinking of a bit of girl on girl action sorry but they will spend the evening in a menage et trois avec Pierre Smirnoff putting the world to rights.

I think that if they had scored again they would have been a threat in the second half but we had the upper hand for most of the game. If we could break the habit of treating the half way line as a barbed wire fence when defending we would not have to defend so much, we got so deep in our half too many times.................. just look what happens when we do press on we wallop a team 4-1. Fantastic way to get in positive points well done lads, I knew you would stumble along through the deficit then explode into positivity.

WWhhhhooooooooooooooooooosssssshhhhhhhhhhh Smoke on!

Having provided for himself with a moderate income paying full Tax and NI without any draw on the welfare state for the whole of his long working life Mr Squirrel when he calls on the welfare state for assistance will have every single obstruction in the book put up in his way as no way can a provider to the welfare state become a beneficiary as he should get back providing again as soon as possible seeing as he does not have the natural inclination to do bugger all and sign on every week thus supporting the welfare state to the income levels that will be effective allowing Mr Grasshopper to carry on doing feck all and laughing at Mr Squirrels endeavours when he his back to work................... Fullstop

Trouble is in those days wearing a replica shirt in public on a matchday said "Please feel free to kick my head in"!!

Shame the pourage contract didn't get lost in the administration. It would be very nice to have a free house, although the bar staff test would have to be passed as the vacant look you would get when buying a round and asking for a pint of Hobgoblin, Spitfire, Regatta, Doom Bar, Timothy Taylor and a bottle of Sprite would see spontaneous combustion before your eyes.............. Asking for a Pasty and a Coffee makes you wonder if you pronounced coffee correctly.

Simples: by prostituting all the other players

So obviously he knows that he bought a Comedy club then!!!? Obviously a brain like a JellyFISH

He probably couldn't get his head around the fact that all the facilities at Meadow Lane were far superior to those found at Farton Park................. Showers at the training ground alone must have had his head in a spin (not for the reasons joked about, just that there were some).

My Granny use to complain whenever I presented her with another Saints patch to sew onto my coat, she always reckoned that I must have spent enough in that shop to buy a new centre forward. One of the best things I remember buying in the shop was a team line up A3 poster on a Friday, which was always available in August back in the late 70's early 80's then waiting at the players entrance at 1pm for them to come out of training and get them to sign themselves on it, then carefully roll it back up to take home an pin on the wall for a season. I bet if they printed an A3 squad poster for sale today it would sell out............ There was also the squad photo as a Jigsaw at Christmas which had a black and white puzzle on the reverse.

From row BB in the Chapel during the Captains shake and toss Hammond was prowling around and from there he looked a little like Beattie. Some of his tackling although immense did have me looking at the ref waiting for his reaction, when Dean was finally booked the ref pointed there, there, there, there, there, there, here............ Name?