Well. THAT photo didnât take them long to findâŚ
https://x.com/nocontextfooty/status/1902281086996025388?t=dVu4uu0_oQ86Nt7WMW1ugg&s=19
Weâre gonna need a bigger sofa.
Totton is still a tip 
Yeah, but he isnât wrong. 
SSA ÂŽ
In 1986, John Reid was on Safari in Kenya after graduating from Trinity College Dublin.
On a hike through the bush he came across a young bull elephant with one leg raised in the air. The elephant seemed distressed, so John approached it carefully. He got down on one knee and somehow managed to inspect the elephantâs foot of which he found there to be a piece of wood embedded in it. As carefully and as gently as he could, John managed to work the wood out with his Bowie knife. Then the elephant gingerly put down his foot.
The elephant turned to face the man with a curious look on its face and stared at him for a number of tense moments. John stood frozen, thinking of nothing else but being trampled. Eventually the elephant trumpeted loudly, turned and walked away. John never forgot the elephant or the events that day.
Twenty years later John was walking through Dublin Zoo with his teenage son. As they approached the elephant enclosure, one of the creatures walked over to near where John and his son Ricky were standing. The large bull elephant stared at John, lifted his front foot off the ground, then put it down.
The elephant did that several times then trumpeted loudly, all the while staring at the man.
Remembering the encounter in 1986, John couldnât help wondering if this was the same elephant. John summoned up his courage, climbed over the railing and made his way into the enclosure. He walked right up to the elephant and stared back in wonder. The elephant trumpeted again, wrapped his trunk around Johnâs left leg and slammed him against the railing killing him instantly.
Probably wasnât the same fucking elephant.
This is for everyone who posts bullshit heart warming stories on Facebook that mostly arenât true anyway 
Thats a very early picture as I still have dark hair
I have mellowed since those years.
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Quote of the day, from gay icon Michael PortilloâŚ
âGood Lord! It really does taste of custard, doesnât it!!â
I have a half n half scarf.
A trophy of honour too.
When we played Arnhem away in Europa League our official allocation sold out in minutes.
But you could register direct with them and order"home tickets" to pick up from the club shop.
So we did.
Their clever trick was to say " and you must buy the scarf" when you got to the cash desk. âŹ10 well spent.
Got indide - the entire side were eearing the scarves - 90% Saints Fans.
Good money earning by them.
Great souvenir of an epic trip.
Chocolate Brownies at half time. Smithy paying âŹ100 for a trsy of alcohol free HeinekenâŚ
Iâve tuned Trevor Hornâs piano in Lymington. Very nice Yamaha C3.
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That song earnt me so many free drinks over the years
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My favouriteâŚ