“Tell the truth, it’s easiest to remember”
Enough bait was laid last week that it would be rude of me not to nibble, but there are limits. Until the editor says he wants me to write Terrace Bile or Terrace Screech from now on, I’ll keep ploughing my own sweet(ish) furrow.
Richard’s always good for a cheap laugh. He wants you to visit his website? Try it some time, especially the forum Recent Triumphs: the link to Google images of Hillsborough that appeared when we knocked them out of the cup. The call to party hard when Glazer had a stroke. The boast, which rapidly disappeared (presumably when the police got curious), about hacking into a Liverpudlian’s bank account and paying for a holiday to Bulgaria.
