Gardening Leave, part 5
August 3, 2011 § Leave a Comment
Lies! Lies!
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It was a long hot day and we had nothing to do.
Whenever we used to tell El Tel that we were bored, he would look past our shoulders and go all distant, and say something like “Children, when you’re my age, you’ll miss those long hot days with nothing to do the way you’ll miss your teeth.” We didn’t really know what he meant, since he had all his teeth, and none of us had ever seen him do anything except sit in his rocking chair, singing strange songs to himself.
“Have you never heard Al Bowlly? I don’t need your photograph …” « Read the rest of this entry »
Gardening Leave, part 4
June 29, 2011 § 1 Comment
More lies. Obviously.
Studio voice Good morning, Madames et Monsieurs! Good morning, and welcome to The Stuff of Champions! And here’s your host, everyone’s favourite alliterative former Arsenal defender turned scout turned television personality … Gilles Grimandi!
Applause
And today’s special guest, the one and only … Monsieur! Raymond! Domenech! « Read the rest of this entry »
