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Anyone going to Aberdaron when the weather's a bit lively should pop into the Ty Newydd pub / restaurant right on the water's edge. Have a coffee out the back where the sea smashes against the back of the building's balcony area, a place for the soul to rest for a while and forget about life's...

Me too mate. I thought we were passing it and moving well in the first half. Encouraged by Tim, Illy and Beto especially. Unfortunately when we looked less offensive as we tired in the second half Bournemouth got more opportunities to get at our back 'line' and our frailties were there for all...

We'll probably end up with an undercooked omelette.

I'll be happy just with a bit of shelter after Tuesday.

Their hard drive

He's done something worthwhile at last.

We used to have a postman in the 1980's who used to deliver the post in our street by number, crossing the road back and forth rather than doing the odd numbers on one side first and then going down the other side to do the evens. My dad used to call him 'Zig-Zag'.

I remember when we were in school, after the Brighton bombing, there was a joke going round- "How do you know Norman Tebbit's a fast reader?" "He went through three storeys in two seconds."

Looks like it's blinking with one eye and a bit down in the dumps.

Or just a cheeky opportunity to brag you've got a 4 bedroom house. 😉

A terrible loss of two young lives. Diogo Jota was one of those players you'd dread see warming up against you during a tight game, always capable of turning a match. Thoughts are with their family. RIP.

Those legs look like the ones on the trolleys the undertakers roll the coffins on.

DiabolicAl: The Everton Transfer Show

I know this one, it's a spot the difference isn't it? One is a socially uncomfortable comedic oddball whose efforts come perilously close to destroying something beloved by many, and defies the attempts of others to lead him onto the right path. The other is The Grinch

"No Song For Dom"! We used to have one, I think it was based on a song in the little Dennis Waterman sketch in Little Britain where he used to "Write the feme tune, sing the feme tune" etc, anyway, it was "Dominic Calvert Lewin...Doo Doo Doo Doo Doo Doo....He doesn't know what he's doin'.... Doo...

Reminds me of when we used to watch 'A Question of Sport' years ago (it's been pretty poo for years now) and whenever the screen with the photos of the 12 sporting men and women came up, if there was a horse and jockey we'd always shout "Princess Anne", followed by "but I don't know who's riding...

Bloody hell these Home Bargains glasses are crap, could have sworn that said 'porno'!

Good luck to the lad wherever he goes. I don't wish him any ill will but the time had come to part ways. He gave us some good moments but it had become clear a while ago that he was no longer capable of being our number one striker on anything near a regular basis.

Loving the Bayern Munich Santa Claus outfits with integrated beards.

Rushie and Aldridge?