I don't blame him completely, but I fell that he could have done more to put Ward off. He should never have turned his back and should have let Ward know that he was coming to get him, even shouting "Guly's" would have distracted him a little.
We're still married. I was trying to convert her and after about 15 away trips she actually began to get into watching the football. It didn't last though. At Leeds she very nearly punched a copper who was sticking a video camera up our noses, not bad for a 55-year old.
Watching a game on tv is nothing like actually being there. There's nothing wrong with sitting in the home sections, providing you are subdued. I've done it myself several times (and even sat next to Jackanory once) and after the game I've found that I was almost surrounded by Saints fans.
I always liked Milligan. I took my first girlfriend (now my wife) to see him in 'Son of Oblomov' in 1966. She has come to appreciate his sense of humour, if not mine.
We actually like Portsmouth, but we don't have to live there.
I'm certainly not one to gloat over the current situation, but from today's papers:
What's the capital of France? ...
... about £2.50.
(kelvin.mackenzie@dailymail.co.uk)
I got £400 a year in 1968. On top of that I got £100 a year from Plessey. I was what they called a 'thick sandwich student'. Make of that what you will.