9th – 17th October, 2013It was another boring international break, which meant no Shyton United. Still, Bob and I managed to sort through what we’d recorded and compile everything. Should make for a cracking warts and all doc; my fishermen ancestors would be proud… not!
I met a lady friend during this time. She happened to be Maury’s secretary and as I had become a frequent visitor of Maury’s, we’d gotten to know each other fairly well. We’d already been out for dinner and cups of tea though we had yet to get further than the peck on the cheek stage. I wondered whether I should push it more and try to be more forward and more manly, however, I didn’t want to frighten her off. She was pushing 40 and perhaps women of that age liked to take things more slowly… Although having said that, time
