Elvis died 30 years ago to day. I found out in Hania Market in Crete. I got stung by a jellyfish on that holiday, and our beach near the villa in Kalathas was populated by American Servicemen who liked saying "Hey, you guys" a lot.
Which leads me neatly on to Didier Drogba. Who got me my points last night. Nice of him. He doesn't look like Elvis, isn't American, isn't dead, and as far as I am aware, has never holidayed near Kalathas.
16 points off the lead in my division, and with three new recruits. An African, A Belarussian and a scouser. Top dollar.
About Me
- Lord Lynch
- Old enough, miserable enough, and sanguine enough to know that no-one should care about my observations and moans, but here's hoping. That's life. Preferably full of sport.....
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