
"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."
Someone had to invent it a, and why shouldn't it be the bright chaps at de Beers? After all, they knew a thing or two about diamonds, you know.
In music news, last night I dreamt that I was at a party with my mum and Rod Stewart. Rod spend ages trying to persuade me that he wrote Handbags and Gladrags, a contention I started off disputing but, after several hours of Rod imploring me to believe him, had me doubting myself.
Then Rod turned into Jeff Beck and played the introduction to a song with a sort of "Eh? Eh? Whaddabout this one, eh?" look on his face but I'd never heard it.
As an expert musician, a, how would you interpret the meaning of this dream?
"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."