Something to do with Robertson's jam I expect. Not Robbo Robertson though.
Something to do with Robertson's jam I expect. Not Robbo Robertson though.
That is what I was thinking with the reference to collecting tokens, I know that is something they did in the’70s and’80s. IIRC they were little golliwogs that were cut from the labels on jam and marmalade jars.
Yes my grandparents/parents used to do that and get different collections (think I remember ones playing musical instruments). Likely in a box in their attic still. Don't remember a Forest one.
Yes. I collected them as a kid in the 60s. Sent off the tokens and got an enamel badge in return. Don't recall any football ones though - they must have come later.
My next door neighbour came round the other day and gave me a Forest poppy badge.
True story
ManYoo being shit. Fuck Luton, how did we piss it away against that lot?
On the episode of Welcome to Wrexham when they sign Ben Foster, someone describes him as being "the Tom Brady of soccer". Now I don't know a huge amount about American football but my understanding is that Tom Brady is an all-time great and has a case for the greatest ever. Ben Foster may not quite be at that level.
Everyone's a critic
Does Ben Foster have an history of deflating balls?
For the first time in many years, I bought a pair of boots recently. As is entirely on brand for me, I have spent more time cleaning, applying dubbin, and polishing them, than actually wearing them.
The @NoContextMarkG timeline on the Tw@tter.
Can you led me £12m quid - www.bbc.co.uk/news/science-environment-67349595
People seem confused, this morning, that foreign referees can make as bad decisions as english referees. If the interpretation of the laws of the game, is a completely opaque bag of spanners, that is likely to be a cross territory problem. Also, referees can be bad wherever they are from. I find it hard to see what the problem in understanding that is.
My old employer had its name plastered on that for a while. It was because we were supporting STEM education, of course, and not because the Marketing Director was like a 14-year-old who gets a funny feeling in his pants whenever he sees a fast car.