You can betsome Geordie hoity-toity fat cat police superintendent will be spending his Sunday afternoon fishing idly by a glassy Northumbrian lake, warm lager in one hand, cold chicken in the other, Gazza's autograph on his police hat, chuckling to himself.
He loves it when a plan comes together.
(He loves it when a plan comes together.
Sea Tramp the thinking woman's 8 Ace,
Sun 11 Jul 2010, 9:23,
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