Monday 12th November 2018
Well, f*ck a duck, I appears to have been sacked again!
To be brutally honest, I didnae see this one comin' I tells yer. I thought me and the chairman, Austin Powers, had a good understanding, like. Only last week, I'd given him me list of signings I needed. Melton Mowbray and Wootton Bassett were me top priorities. They'd been recommended to me on me twittergram. I thoughts they soonded like a couple of tasty additions, but he just shook his heed and muttered to himself that I hadnae got a clue!
He reckons our league home form just wasnae oop to standard. I says I cannae understand what his problem is. I mean, we had won as recently as the 18th August. The County Groond had become a fortress. No team liked coming here. Only just the other day we beat York City, who must be in that there League One, as they aren't in our division or the one below that. It was a resounding 2-1 victory. Powers, though, says they are halfway doon the Bostik Nonstick Pritstick League Division Three North East and half their players are from the local pub. I says he's being ridiculous. He knows nothing that fella!
Anyway, at least I'm not on gardening leave. I hates that and who needs their garden done in November! He's paid me contract oop has old Powers, but booted me oot of me Penthoose flat opposite the railway sidings, next to Tesco. I'm writing these notes from the Didcot Travelodge. They've got a reet good offer on toneet. Two meals and a bottle of hoose white for £3.50. You've gots to be likin' those numbers, eh! I'm here with me old mate, Horts. He reckons I should put in for the Wimbledon job, but to be truthful, I'm not keen on tennis. Watching the ball going backwards and forwards all afternoon just isn't for me!
Well, I've taken oop too much of yer time alreedy. 3 and 1/2 years too much for some people I hears! .. So, good luck for the rest of the season and if yer see old Ron, he still owes me four months wages, the fooker!
Well, f*ck a duck, I appears to have been sacked again!
To be brutally honest, I didnae see this one comin' I tells yer. I thought me and the chairman, Austin Powers, had a good understanding, like. Only last week, I'd given him me list of signings I needed. Melton Mowbray and Wootton Bassett were me top priorities. They'd been recommended to me on me twittergram. I thoughts they soonded like a couple of tasty additions, but he just shook his heed and muttered to himself that I hadnae got a clue!
He reckons our league home form just wasnae oop to standard. I says I cannae understand what his problem is. I mean, we had won as recently as the 18th August. The County Groond had become a fortress. No team liked coming here. Only just the other day we beat York City, who must be in that there League One, as they aren't in our division or the one below that. It was a resounding 2-1 victory. Powers, though, says they are halfway doon the Bostik Nonstick Pritstick League Division Three North East and half their players are from the local pub. I says he's being ridiculous. He knows nothing that fella!
Anyway, at least I'm not on gardening leave. I hates that and who needs their garden done in November! He's paid me contract oop has old Powers, but booted me oot of me Penthoose flat opposite the railway sidings, next to Tesco. I'm writing these notes from the Didcot Travelodge. They've got a reet good offer on toneet. Two meals and a bottle of hoose white for £3.50. You've gots to be likin' those numbers, eh! I'm here with me old mate, Horts. He reckons I should put in for the Wimbledon job, but to be truthful, I'm not keen on tennis. Watching the ball going backwards and forwards all afternoon just isn't for me!
Well, I've taken oop too much of yer time alreedy. 3 and 1/2 years too much for some people I hears! .. So, good luck for the rest of the season and if yer see old Ron, he still owes me four months wages, the fooker!
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