On a balmy September evening in 2007 I was in Paris with 20,000 other Scots for one of our nations proudest sporting moments when we beat a French team that the year before had been watched by billions in the final of the 2006 World Cup To the tune of the traditional Cuban folk song `Guantanamera` we serenaded our French hosts with our own lyrics “ Deep fry yer croissants, we`re gonnae deep fry yer croissants”
‘What can I get you John ?’ ‘ Eh, the names Phil and I’ll have a diet coke please ’ replied John, sorry I mean Phil.
“What are you doing next weekend Mr President? “ Asked Colin of Bushey & Oxhey Round Table to their newly appointed Honorary President.
The Icelandic volcano has resulted in a few faces being on the missing list this week
Thankfully the sun shone yesterday as we hosted 2 parties en route to the Saracens game at Wembley
For the second time in a fortnight my hopes have been dashed by the Welsh.
Our Burns Supper at The Three Crowns was held on Saturday and I broke slightly with tradition.
Our 6 foot 4 cardboard cut out Lawrence had his day out with the lads at Twickenham for The Calcutta Cup, Colin failed in his allocated duty to dress him in a kilt, I couldn`t find the ginger “Jimmy” hat I was going to put on him so he had to settle for a tartan scarf.
