A rough transaltion of the legend inscribed above in felt tip pen would possibly be 'Dear Sir/Madam, We would be most grateful if you could refrain from allowing your walking piss machine to micturate at will all over our little sign. We suggest you take Fido to the nearest lamp-post to perform his territorial duties, or better still, take him to the vet and have the fucker neutered. Thankyou.
Some time back, I wittered on about how the old Speedway at Ashfield was under threat and made a plea, more in hope than expectation, to any passing readers to maybe take up cudgels and write a wee note to those nice people at the Glasgow City Council Planning Dept.
Well, it would seem the planning permission for the proposed office block/housing development has been pretty much kyboshed, due in no small part to the letter writing campaign staged by Glasgow Tigers fans. If anyone put forward a response from my initial post, can I just pass on my eternal gratitude. This has bought the club the time they need to look at new options. Ashfield is probably not an ideal long-term venue, due to local housing which limits the amount of speedway that can be staged and prevents youngsters from getting much needed practice. The speedway however, will continue for now and that is what is most important. Now, all you need to do is get yer arses along of a Sunday Afternoon from March 9th onwards. Sure, it aint cheap, but for 12 quid or so, you get a great afternoon of entertainment, cheap booze, a friendly atmosphere and an overload of the senses you'll not find anywhere else. (No charge for the free ad Mr Dick ;D)
Anyway, tonights 'And Finally' story involves me going into ruddy Premark and buying the wrong size of trousers for about the third time in the space of a year. I think it's my sub-conscious. It doesn't want to accept the fact that I have a 38" waist. I even wrote my measurements down beforehand, yet I went in, picked up the trousers from the rail and headed for the check-out convinced I'd picked up the right size of breeks..........
Arse!
Janet Street Farter eat yr heart out!
2 comments:
Good news about Ashfield. Shame the Dudley planners didn't take the same line with Cradley Heath all those years ago.
Indeed Malc. Cradley was long before my time, but I believe they were pretty much top flight when they disappeared, right? Bradford too. To think Odsal was used for World Finals too..... In my time watching the sport(not long), Oxford have gone from Elite to Conference then out of existence in less than a year. Speedway clubs, in comparison to football clubs, are pretty transient. Glasgow, through luck and good planning have managed to stay the course. People say the Tigers could end up back at the Dog Stadium at Shawfield. I say Fuck That!. Invest some money and do what Sommerset have done and build a track on some greenbelt. No complaints about dust and noise, though it may be a tad harder to get to .......
Post a Comment