"Plenty of strikers can score goals," he said, gesturing to the famous old stands casting shadows around us.
"But a lot have found it difficult wearing the number 9 shirt for The Arsenal."
Pavé tournedos with the barbe of fat around them (and my mate and daughter gave me their barbes) with a blue sauce, lush salad and a fresh baguette for scooping up the extra sauce from a bowl on the table.
In the final cooking period before we started eating, whilst away from the computer, the northerners scored.
So yes, Dick and Pepe and whoever was at fault for the goal I didn't see have stopped my ebening being goo.
'Seems that I was busy doing something close to nothing
But different than the day before'
'Met a dwarf that was no good, dressed like Little Red Riding Hood'
'Now you're unemployed, all non-void
Walkin' round like you're Pretty Boy Floyd'
'Seems that I was busy doing something close to nothing
But different than the day before'
'Met a dwarf that was no good, dressed like Little Red Riding Hood'
'Now you're unemployed, all non-void
Walkin' round like you're Pretty Boy Floyd'