me atm after another 30+C Nordic Hike through the Forest
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Council workmen were erecting a 20mph sign at the end of Waterhouse lane today.
I was waiting for Sainsbury delivery, so I went over to ask what was going on.
Workman âweâre putting these up all over the centre of townâ
I havenât heard anything about it says I - âoh no - they donât apply yet. Once weâve finished putting them up, weâve got to go round covering them upâ.
Duh!
If you save money by not employing gangers and foremen, then this is what you get!
A little bit of supervision would have had them covering the signs as they are erected.
Donât pay any attention to the 20 mph signs - they will all be covered up tomorrow, I think.
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Theyâve just put up a massive âno 7.5tonne lorries after 10pmâ down my road.
Appeared out of nowhere but tbf theyâre closing all potential routes big trucks going down any tiny road they want at night while the M25/A3 junction works are going on and long diversions are in place.
Weâve never been bothered but you never know/ better safe etc 
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Scott Carson (Citehâs 3rd keeper) - has won a trophy for every 20 minutes played
My friend Howard was the sports editor of the Salisbury Journal back in the day. It was him that tipped me off about Laurie Mac sacking Frank Worthington on the Saturday morning of the match away at, I think Stoke, after he caught him at the team hotel in bed with two ladies when he did the rounds to make sure all was in order and the players were tucked up. Aah, those were the days! A bit of a catholic puritan was Laurie Mac. As for Frankie? He may have been at the twilight of his career when he played for us, but what a player he was. And a proper gentleman too. Without trying to encroach on your parade Phil, I remember Boxing Day lunchtime in, I think, 1984, at the Malthouse in Timsbury after a good session playing a doubles game of pool with my mate Stewart,(RIP), against Frankie and Alan Ball. We were all pretty much three sheets to the wind but we kicked their arses. Had many a session in the âSalty Maltyâ, which was the watering hole of choice for Bally, Frank, and a few other Saints faces from those days. Happy days and great memories.
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Itâs now The Goat right?
When we were nippers the folks always stopped there for a bracer on the way to stay with farmer relatives in Up Sombourne - The olds got sozzled and we had pop. Then we all piled back in the carâŚâŚ
Old deceased farmer uncle did the odd bit of grounds work for some Saints players / managers in the area outside of harvest season. Kevin Keegan was a gent apparently.
I was a student in Brighton in 1984 (I think) and recall Frank falling out of a taxi on the seafront (canât remember what club - so long ago) absolutely wankered on a Friday evening, but put a shirt on an played on Saturday