BFC 3-2 Burton Albion, Saturday 9th August 2025

‘He’s got a foot like a 10 bob note.’

Oakwell was resplendent in sunshine, Reds shirts were a-plenty, we had 4 players making their home debut...and we were two nil down at half-time to Burton Albion. Plus ca change, as Jonesy was probably telling his Corsican father-in-law* while on holiday. What a sh*tshow that 1st half was. We conceded a penalty after 1 minute and 50 seconds (Hurrah! The scoreboard was working!), we conceded a comedy second and didn’t have a shot on target till the 42nd minute. The depression around Oakwell at the interval was palpable. I was ready to sell my ST to Loko, who was thinking about buying one pre-match (if they offered them pro-rata). For some strange reason, he wasn’t as keen now.

*I’m just baiting him. Here’s where he will point out he’s not married, therefore...etc etc

That opening half was as bad as anything since...our last home game, probably (losing to bottom of the table Shrewsbury; part of my memory is still intact). Indeed, we could have been 3 down in injury time as they broke, 2 on 4 (yes, you read that right). If their bloke on the left of the halfway line had lofted his kick well enough, their other forward would’ve been clean through, stripping 3 Reds for pace as he was. Thankfully, he controlled the ball inside and Earl took him out for a booking. But their front 2 had given our back 4 a torrid time throughout. Last week’s fullbacks, MdG and Earl, were this week’s centre backs. And they looked like fullbacks trying to play centre half. Meantime, Burton’s centre half partnership, ex-Reds Jasper Moon and Toby Sibbick, could’ve sat in their deckchairs and enjoyed the view.

Still, the opening goal was controversial. I saw it, and still didn’t know what happened. Burton have a corner, which is sailing over everyone, when their player appears to run into home debutant centre forward McGoldrick and goes down clutching his face. My initial view was that collisions happen. But if we’d impeded their guy from getting it, perhaps fair enough, but they were nowhere near the ball. Maybe we need to run into defenders off corners and go down like we’ve been assassinated? Home debutant keeper Murphy banks on it going down the middle. It doesn’t. Nil one. That’s fine. Plenty of time.

Half an hour later it’s two. We still haven’t threatened, aside from a pathetic effort from a 3rd home debutant, the left back on loan from Plymouth (I’ll know his name by September – if he’s still in the team.) He gives himself space to put a ball into the danger area (or ‘corridor of uncertainty’ as a former miniscule manager may have said) but no, he goes for glory and blasts the ball into the crowd from a silly angle. I disgress. As I always do.

A Reds’ cross is cleared and MdG intercepts but his attempted pass doesn’t reach its target and a Brewer, with one pass, puts their striker clear IN HIS OWN HALF. MdG has already stepped out, and Earl inexplicably joins him, leaving their bloke with only Cooper to beat. Maybe this is the high press I’ve spent the summer reading about? Further inexplicity (!) sees Cooper 30 yards out of his goal and haring towards their striker, who knocks it past him before sidefooting it into an empty net from 20 yards. I was rather hoping these kind of goals wouldn’t happen this season, but I had to laugh.

Still, we roared into life we finally had something to show for our lack of class on 42 mins, as Phillips wins the ball by the corner flag and a couple of passes later our 4th home debutant…the Brighton guy...wotshisname?...pulls it back on a plate for DKD to somehow find the keeper. Still, it was a start. Then Albion missed their chance to win the game when he underhit THAT diagonal ball. Get it right and he’s clean through and we beg the stewards to leave at half time. (Apparently, some still did.)

Would some stern words at half-time make a blind bit of difference? Did they last season? (I read today we conceded fifty-six (56) goals in the second half last season. The most in England. I don’t know if that included cup games, but even so, that’s over 2 goals PER HALF a game of football.) Coach Conor has made zero changes, but sometimes you have to trust that the XI you put out will actually follow your orders this time. Mind, it’s still a shock when 10 minutes in we score. The ball is played out to Phillips who pulls it back for...is it Vickers?...to sweep home.

Momentum has well and truly swung, as minutes later Connell hits a snapshot which the keeper parries straight to the feet of DKD, who doesn’t miss from THERE. 2 goals in 2 games. Maybe Conor’s right, this front 4 is full of goals. If we keep them. As the atmosphere ratchets up a notch, a lull brings supersub Cleary on for Vickers and he tears Albion a new one in the last 20. Pacey, direct, bit of skill. Early on he blasts past a player, sees a small gap in the corner of the goal and goes for it, the keeper superbly tipping it round the post. And with time running out, Cleary plays a part in the injury time winner, as he holds the ball and gives it back to Phillips who whips it across goal for David ‘Didzy’ McGoldrick to tap in from 12 inches. I’ll say this: Max Watters wouldn’t have scored that. It might be a tap-in, but it’s the MOVEMENT and TIMING for the tap-in. And, bonus points, he lasts the match, save for being taken off to time waste a bit in the last minute. Wow. We have only come back from 2 goals down to win a home game for the first time since 1992. I was there for that one too – we beat Brentford 3-2. I and the 4,927 others who were there can say they saw John Pearson score twice…cos it never happened again, the useless f*****.

Onwards and upwards!

*** Phillips. Masterful. The amount of balls he delivered to a red shirt in that final third. And the way he pings crosses in, low (cos we’ve no-one to win a header). And his flicks straight into the path of Red on the move. A thoroughbred.
** Cleary. His pace, power and trickery blew them away when he came on.
* Vickers. Scored, was a threat...and crucially in my decision for 3rd, didn’t give a penalty away!

Official MOTM: Phillips

Londontykes’ POTY: 1. Phillips 2. McGoildrick 3= Vickers/Cleary

Despatches:
Starting with the players, Cooper had nothing to do, yet conceded 2. MdG looked very nervous, an accident waiting to happen. I thought he’d morphed into Marc Roberts the way he was treating the ball like a hot potato. Earl looked as baffled. I never really noticed the Plymouth bloke apart from that ‘shot’ early doors, while Bland was also part of a 4 man defence seemingly kept busy by one bloke in the 1st half. (And while everyone jumps on what a quality performance he gave blah blah blah– listen, I get it, we WANT Bland to do well – 4 times, FOUR TIMES, he got caught under throw-ins down the line in that 2nd half. Basically, he steps forwards, the ball goes over his head, and unless MdG covers, they’re in. Maybe there were more 1st half, but I notice it 2nd cos it was right in front of me.)

On to midfield, where Connell and Yoganathan can tippy-tappy till the cows come home if that 1st half was anything to go by. Still, better than kicking a ball FORWARD and out of play. I’d just go all school team and tell ‘em ‘Listen lads. When you get the ball, just pass it to one of them 4 in front of you. They’re better than you.’ At least Luca had that snapshot. THAT’S what I really want. MAKE THINGS HAPPEN, don’t just hope things will happen.

Then the front 4. For the little that DKD did, if you watch the extended highlights, he could have scored a hattrick. His movement and understanding with other players (other GOOD players: I mean Phillips and McGoldrick) means they know where he’s going, where to put the ball, etc. Plus he’s proactive (imagine!) He scored that tap-in cos he knows that keeper might save it, might put it just there and he might just score. And McGoldrick. He’s no pace, but he’s got class in abundance. The way he sometimes moves his body to keep the defender away from the ball reminds me a little of John Hendrie. Having a forward with a modicum of intelligence goes a long way. Now, where’s Max Watters?

Course, it can’t all be sunlit uplands. No wonder there was such a vast array of Reds shirts – you can’t get hold of the current one in the club shop. Sold out. That problem with the safe standing blocking those in the disabled stand from having a view? Yep, not sorted. (Still, it’ll flush out anybody pretending they can’t walk when they jump out of their wheelchair to see a Reds attempt at goal). Oh, and there was new BARNSLEY FOOTBALL CLUB lettering on the back of the West Stand (good). But the old lettering could still be seen (bad). Never do a job properly, BFC.

Big thanks to my chauffeur (Loko) for the lift to Barnsley. And thanks to Nice Guy Chris for pointing out it was the shorts wot won it. Yes, COME ON YOU WHITE SHORTS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Wasthe demise of the women's team in the summer worth it? No comment. And talking of Loko, good to see his favourite O’Keeffe give a penalty away fro Stockport after getting the wrong side of his man. Am I expecting too much of Challinor to teach O’Keeffe how to defend while he’s there?

Drink du jour: Verdant Lightbulb pale ale in Spiral City.

Away: 435 (12,456)

The Damage:
£9.70 train
50 odd quid new shirt
= £9.70

BFC 0-0 Burton Albion, Saturday 1st February 2025

‘Why would you pick this match for Sky?’

In the not too distant past, a couple of former Londontykes who ought to know better (we’ll call them Molly and Wadd) were calling for 1pm kick-offs for home games during the winter months. Apparently it’s a bit nippy out there and they could be home under a blanket before whatever passes for ‘Saturday evening entertainment’ even enters their televisual screens. Nevermind that actual Londontykes would have to be up at the crack of dawn. Well, fast forward a few years, and PROGRESS. Those media execs at Sky, who are IN NO WAY killing football, now have us on telly at half twelve, against Burton Albion, with a good 3,000 missing off the gate (whatever the official figure was). Is it cos it’s a bit chilly and the game’s on t’telly? Or has Oakwell apathy kicked in early, as we look further and further away from being a side capable of bagging a play-off spot? (I think Jonesy was quoted 82 quid for a rail ticket.)

And what does this mean for next season? Even Satdy 3pm games are randomly re-scheduled for lunchtime, or Sunday, or even Friday nite (Mansfield home). Some of us can get to every home game and may renew regardless, but why? The club, desperate to actually have a crowd, are so full of offers (‘bring a mate for a tenner’) you could just elect to come and see 6-10 home games when the discount rates are offered – as long as you still know an actual season ticket holder. Satdy was NOT one of these games tho. Andy’s mate Chris paid 26 quid and, surprisingly, didn’t feel it was money well spent by full-time. (Our time in the pub was post-match rather than pre-match. Again, I prefer a pint PRE match. Before the match, you THINK you’ll be poor. After the match you KNOW it.)

On Satdy we eked out a nil-all against Burton Albion, a side who were in the Northern Premier League when I first saw the Super Reds in 80-81 (and they really WERE ‘super’ in those days). Last time out at Oakwell, we were failing to score against Stevenage, who were in the United Counties League Division 1. No, me neither. They were playing the likes of British Timken Duston, Corby Gainsborough and Higham Town (not that one), while we played in front of 25,000 against Rovrum. It seems a world away.

But shouldn’t all this be in ‘Despatches’? Ah, yes. The problem is, if I wrote about the game (nil nil) there wouldn’t be a lot to say. I can say this: we must have played well, cos Coach Clarke told em at half-time to continue what they were doing. At least we had a few (long) shots tho, mainly from Phillips. DKD had one charged down by the keeper, while this week’s hapless centre forward (Humphreys) cut inside to hit a shot on target, but otherwise struggled. I think Pines hit the post in a scramble, but otherwise, the closest we got (I’m told) was Lofthouse clearing the bar when clean through. I say ‘I’m told’. There was an injury and I’d decided I’d rather spend quality time in the men’s toilets than wait for their man to recover.

Still, no Roberts. Clean sheet! No Kilip. Clean sheet! No clue from the opposition forwards. Clean sheet! Yes, that Burton didn’t score had little to do with our defence and everything to do with two incredible misses. Twice, all they had to do was square it for a tap-in. The first time, their bloke tried to control it and failed. I can’t remember what happened to the second, but I remember how it occurred: Pines and Earl got in each others’ way down our left and their bloke ran through them. (Earl had earlier tried to give them a goal, while Pines spent the afternoon simply trying to stand up without falling over. I’ve seen untrained seals with better ball control, that’s for sure.)

Onwards and upwards!

*** Phillips. Excellent technique in hitting 3 long shots on target.
** Nwakali. Played some pretty football.
* The new keeper. Didn’t have anything to do save-wise, but punched or collected every cross.

Official MOTM: Nwakali.

Londontykes’ MOTM: 1. Nwakali 2. Phillips 3= O’Keeffe / Russell

Despatches:
I feel for Ben Kilip. Along with MdG, he’s been our most consistent player since I’ve come back. (Yeah, yeah, Connell and Watters have been pretty consistent too!) So obviously, in a side struggling to score a goal, he’s the one needing replaced. To be harsh, I’m not saying he can’t be improved upon, but there’s other areas that command greater focus. Instead, we’ve got an Australian Aston Villa loanee who’s name might be something like Gauche. I’ve no idea. Can’t be ar5ed to look it up.

Mind, so much for lording MdG as our ‘footballing centre half’ last week. He couldn’t put a foot right on Satdy, regularly over running the ball or misplacing a pass. After a game or 2 out, I’ll put it down to ‘lack of match fitness’! O’Keefe had a promising 1st half, without creating anything, before disappearing. Who was this week’s left back? Why, Kyran Lofthouse was given a trot out. 3rd choice a fortnite ago after signing F...whatever the Oirish bloke’s called...he’s suddenly overtaken Gent for a start. His input was such that he was the first to be hauled. Yes, needing a goal, Coach Clarke sends on Georgie Gent at left back. I’ve already said Earl was pretty hapless, and at least Roberts’ suspension meant we CAN only play him or Pines. Though with Clarke’s fabled ‘5 outstanding centre halves’, surely there’s the option to play neither? DKD had a couple of moments, but not enough, while Humphreys looked lost as a centre forward. He appears all muscle, but has absolutely zero presence. He needs a few lessons from the 5 ft 9 Neil Shipperley (and I don’t mean on what to get up to when alone and bored in a van).

Still, I shouldn’t moan. The genie I unleashed last week finally gave me my wish: a side without Roberts, Connell and Watters and we achieve a spectacular goalless draw against a side who were bottom of the table last time I looked. (However, I’m told they'd won 3 in a row and scored 9 goals, so maybe it’s a good point!!!)

Drink du jour: House Party IPA in Spiral City.

Away: 302 (10,555...allegedly).

The Damage:
c.£8 petrol
= c.£8

BFC 2-0 Burton Albion, Saturday 17th December 2022

‘Please show your appreciation for James Norwood.’ ‘Get off.’

Work begins apace on the pedestrian rail bridge...4 years after they closed the level crossing.

‘Please show your appreciation for James Norwood.’ ‘Get off.’
It’s over a month since I’ve seen the Super Reds and after yesterday, I can’t say I’ve missed it. Without a car for a month, I’ve sat in the warmth of my living room watching a World Cup. Yesterday, I was cold, bored and willing the game to end. And we were WINNING. Christ knows how miserable our half time quartet of me, Reedy, Nozzer and Slacki would’ve been had Devante Cole not put us ahead with a deft flick from Matty Wolfe’s right wing cross. Mind, ‘I’m alright Jack’ Slack had the comfort of one of his advent calendar malt whiskies…ba5tard.

The game was flat from start to finish. Even in the morgue that is Oakwell, the atmosphere was dead. It can’t have helped that opponents Burton didn’t bring anybody. 172 in the away end? Not that I saw. First team this season not to tell us Barnsley is a sh*thole. The Ponty meantime was half empty. Maybe our ‘yoof’ were in town, drinking. It is Christmas, after all.

Burton were/are awful. With minimum fuss we absolutely dominated the game without taking advantage of numerous counter-attacks in the second half, as Burton pushed up. My favourite failure was a 3 on 2, with Cole in possession. Did he deliberately play the ball slightly behind sub Jalo, so the latter would have to pass it back? Or is he simply not good enough? I think I can confidently say it’s the latter with Cole….and I’ll still give him MOTM. He kept the ball well, got his head down, and, crucially, scored 2 goals.

The opener I’ve alluded to already. With all the time in the world Cole elected to go for a fancy flick which dribbled in. He could have simply stopped the ball and put it wherever he liked, as defenders ran hither and thither. Burton were all over the place. His second, after 73 minutes, killed the game off and alleviated the nagging feeling that however woeful Burton were, the Super Reds are capable of conceding an equaliser to anyone. Cadden beat his man in wonderful fashion down the left, putting the ball past him and running around his opposite side, before putting it on a plate for Cole, 4 yards out. Can we go home now?

Onwards and upwards!

*** Cole. Led the line well enough and bagged 2 tap-ins.
** Connell. Consistently winning the ball and setting off counter-attacks.
* Mads. Immense. Of all the players we can’t afford to lose this January….

Official MOTM: Cole

Londontykes’ MOTM: 1. Cole 2. Connell 3. Andersen

Despatches:
Rumours of the demise of our players’ health appear greatly exaggerated. True, there was no Benson, or Edwards, or goal machine Phillips (who I’ve never seen score). But we had Matty Wolfe back after a 4 month lay-off and it was great to see the forgotten man return. His highlight (aside from setting up the opener) was carrying the ball 50 yards before it was laid off for Kane to weakly hit at the keeper, despite having enough time to control it and pick his spot/cross it. He also had a bizarre decision go against him on the right wing as the full back slipped with Matty a good 2 yards away. Obviously a free kick, then. How else would a Barnsley player be clean through out wide?

Kane kept things moving in midfield, while the defence was solid, despite the return of Cundy. I thought Jordan Williams was quiet though, lacking the usual runs down the right. My main remembrance of Kitching was him missing an easy goalscoring chance early on, heading tamely at the keeper from a corner. Up top meantime, I spent the match wondering what Norwood brings to this team (I’d rather have kept Big Vic – and his Burton goals) but if you see our first goal, Norwood sets up the counter with a sublime headed flick. (That was it, mind you.) Then, with the game won, Duff chucked on Jalo in his place before hauling off Cole and denying him his one and only chance at a Reds hattrick. (Feel free to save that comment and shove it in my face when he does….ha ha haaaaaaaaa….not a chance.)

Drink du jour: Hoppy Botanist rhubarb crumble and custard pale ale. Not recommended. (I don’t know what I hoped for; it tasted like it said on the tin.)

Away: 172. Allegedly.

Today’s take home: Dare to dream.

The Damage:
c.£30 travel
= c.£30

The Tunes:
BBC5Live phone in. (Chris Sutton saying he’d rather stick pins in his eyes than manage Rangers.)

BFC 1-1 Burton Albion, Saturday 29th April 2017

‘It won’t suck itself.’

The early bird catches the empty car park

Let’s start at the end.  It is 3:30am and I am stuck somewhere in Crystal Palace.  I have fallen asleep and missed my stop on not one, not two, but THREE nightbuses.  I have ended up in Palace twice, with the other journey broken up at Farringdon when I awoke heading back to Kings Cross.  Actually, I don’t remember whether I got off at Palace or not the 1^st time; maybe I just stayed on the bus for the return journey? Cold in Crystal Palace at half three in the morning, I gave up.  There was a cab office in front of me.  Taxi to Peckham?  £16.  So, my recent good run has come to an end.  Just shows the state I was in after the match.  Well, the last home game of the season comes but once a year…and things could be worse. The Captain had flu, so couldn’t make the game, but still trained it up from Southampton to Waterloo to hand over our train tickets.  (There’s a lesson to be learned there, Phil.)

The point I gave up and got a taxi.

I arrived at Oakwell early; my dad had my ST and I was through the turnstiles by 2. It’s a bit weird being in a virtually empty stadium pre-match, though it made a change watching the players warm up.  One last chance to win a home game this season and without a win in 8.  By contrast, we’ve never conceded a goal to Burton, a record I was keen to continue.  We’ve also never lost to them (4 games and counting).  0-0 would be perfect.  All records could stay intact!

The Super Reds warm up.

Kicking towards the away end, we carved out chance after chance.  No, scrub that. It was a vaguely open game but the best 2 chances fell to Burton; a free header over the bar and a chance on the back post where their bloke seemed to cross it when the goal was gaping. More fool him. Then, slightly out of the blue, we scored.  (I say out of the blue. I’d been nodding off again, like I’ve done the last few home games. Age?  Boredom?)  Kent burst past a player on the edge of the box and laid it off just before he was royally taken out.  The ball was then cut back and Moncur dug it out and netted to his right. A fine finish from the only bloke who looks like scoring for us right now.

The Burton contingent.

2^nd half, we came out all guns blazing.  No, really.  Bradshaw had a shot blocked, another was narrowly missed, and MacDonald nearly scored with an incredible overhead kick from a corner, the keeper saving low to his right.  Needless to say, from our best 5 minutes of the match, they score.  Burton send on ex-Leeds man Varney and he scores with his 1^st touch, another free header off a corner.  BFC, here’s an idea: mark the centre forward bloke on corners.  The reason he is a centre forward is probably because he is more capable of putting the ball in the net than his teammates.  (Note, this theory may not necessarily apply to BFC.)

The Ponty v Burton.

Thereafter, not a lot happens. Kent takes on everybody and blazes over (twice).  Hecky realises Jones won’t get any better and brings on Mowatt (Scowen switching to right back) before realising that Burton have no interest in attacking and pushing Scowen back into midfield and going to a back 3 (in reality a back 2; how AWFUL was/is Elder?)  We carry on 2017’s Oakwell theme of never looking like scoring. Armstrong is even sent on for his customary ‘looks like he could do something but doesn’t’ cameo.  The ref blows for full time, but not before Hedges is given a minute and a half to win it for us. Most pointless substitution of the season?

Injured or timewasting?  Let's just say the stretcher wasn't needed,

*** Scowen.  He’s here, he’s there, he’s getting kicked everywhere. Is it illegal to give yellow cards for fouls on ‘arr Josh?  A couple, he was sent proper flying.  Though part of his ‘problem’ is being so quick to nip in and win balls. His other ‘problem’ is his ability to drive forward 60 yards with the ball, as he did on one run 1^st half.  A final Oakwell appearance before he signs for someone better (richer) than us? 

** James.  Cool, calm and calculated.  He makes time for himself where no-one else can.  A final Oakwell appearance before we can’t afford to make his loan permanent (not that he’d want to).

* Moncur.  Another promising attacking display from our #10, playing the #10 role.  I can see us building next season’s team around Moncur (till a poor run of results has him blamed for being too lightweight and subsequently banished to the reserves.)  Don’t forget where you read it first.  

Londontykes' Top 3:

A new plaque has appeared in the East Stand concourse.

Despatches:
MacDonald was twitter MOTM, but he had nowt to do (though marking Varney in the 52^nd minute woulda been good).  Elder and Jones were in competition for most inept fullback performance of the season.  Thank god they’re on loan.  Elder in particular struggles to control a ball, hesitates, and lacks any positional sense.  And we already have Kpekewa for those things.  Up front, Bradshaw was anonymous. It’s ok saying we need to play him balls to feet, but Scowen did once (2^nd half) and Bradshaw failed to control it.  Watkins was another one you never saw, least not till late on.  As for Kent – what can I say that I haven’t already? If you see him once, you think ‘crikey, he looks good’ but if you watch him 30-40 times you see he’s the same every game. Beats players and loses it. No end product whatsoever.  And while I’m at it, how comes he’s the club’s young player of the year?  If we can’t vote for Hourihane in the main award (cos he’s not our player) how do we give Liverpool FC’s Kent our young player?  Either way, says it all about the efforts of our OTHER young players.  (Like Villa’s Hourihane, I’d give our young player to Villa’s Bree – THAT’S why they bought him, cos he was being dead good, like.)

Oh yeah. Roberts got the supporters’ POTY trophy.  Hopefully his injury will put other suitors off the scent.  As for the Londontykes’ POTY – crikey, I’d better start totting things up.  I don’t have a clue who’s in the running!

Regarding tactics yesterday, how many times did I see us try to pass it THROUGH a massed defence on the edge of their box?  Get the ball OUT WIDE and WHIP IT BACK IN.  The one time we did, Elder (of all people) drove it across and their fullback nearly put the put the ball in his own net.  The closest we came in the last 38 minutes.  To quote a bloke who I used to work with (and couldn’t stand) ‘it’s not rocket science.’  (His other favourite line, which he would repeat every Monday without fail was ‘HAPPY MONDAY!’)  He thought this was truly hilarious.

I left just before the end, to catch the train.  Was there a pitch invasion? I suspect not, as the Ponty weren’t all lining up by the hoardings as per.  Another great tradition killed by the club.  But I did hear the tremendous backing of the crowd towards Heckingbottom et al AFTER the final whistle.  Nothing like creating an atmosphere AFTER the (home) season has ended.

Onwards and upwards!  (We’ll come 23^rd next season.)

The cameramen wait for the game to begin.

Drink du jour: Erdinger in #7, and choose any of vodka, gin and JD on the train. Not sure I needed the extra beer in the Parcel Yard, or red wine in Caminos (see earlier).  I don’t think I was the only one ‘tired and emotional’ yesterday, as a few fans in the East lower kept singing ‘Reds, Reds are falling apart again’ to the tune of Joy Division’s ‘Love will…’ 

Away: 1,238, or approximately twice what Bristol City brought.  A fantastic effort from the tiniest team in the division.  Well done the Brewers on staying up.  Hopefully another cracking away day to look forward to next year!

The Damage:
22.20 train
3 prog

The Tunes:
Dead Elvis (Death in Vegas)
Geogaddi (Boards of Canada)

Panorama v Burton.

'Atha laikin Dyer?'

I'm impressed with this initiative (whatever I thought of Dyer, the player)

The old Main Stand.

This is how it feels to be lonely...

Who knew I sit near the 'F' of 'Barnsley F.C.'?