ANDOVER – PIGS IN BLANKETS

Yes, this morning I thought you probably needed a picture of oversized ladies underwear in Andover market. Probably a metaphor for something. To prove this blog isn’t computer generated, here’s the result from the Andover etc parliamentary elections overnight. Tells you all you need to know. I arrived in town on Saturday to be pounced… Continue reading ANDOVER – PIGS IN BLANKETS

THE POMPEY PLUM PORTER MIRACLE

“It’s coming home, it’s coming. Football’s coming home” screamed the bare chested Pompey fans as I left the Fawcett Arms tonight, armed with huge Chinese meal for one from the Golden Horse and sixteen aspirin. Any sensible person would have popped in the Beer Guide pub (Lawrence Arms) or recent GBG entry while waiting for… Continue reading THE POMPEY PLUM PORTER MIRACLE