wilfjacko
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It was a bit smaller than the subbuteo pitch, same material.Was the pitch on 4-2-4 similar in size to Subbuteo?
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It was a bit smaller than the subbuteo pitch, same material.Was the pitch on 4-2-4 similar in size to Subbuteo?
Thats it, any excuse, it'll be 'fake news' next
we had a two up two down with a parlour toilet in the back yard and a tin bath on a nail on the wall as a miners son some Tory.......
Only if it was coats on the bed in the winter of 1963.......to keep warm .....Thats it, any excuse, it'll be 'fake news' next
I know your sort.
The whole family was poor,
Your Dad was poor,
Your Mum was poor,
I bet even your Butler was poor and only had one table as well.
Which answer shall I go with?Only if it was coats on the bed in the winter of 1963.......to keep warm .....
Great game. My brother being Everton me being Leeds we always contrived that whatever competition those two would win the league or the cup. I had a top player in Eddie Gray mutilated by my brother when he stood on him,he went to the airfix glue hospital,came out a new player. Sorry to say to you Everton lads but Leeds subbuteo team were unbeatable,my brother now in his early 50s me late 50s can still remember those epic battles.Remember one infamous Sunday dinner round my nan’s. Must’ve been a dozen or more family there. And I must’ve just turned 10 which meant my RS uncle (about 6 yrs older and only RS in our family) finally allowed me to play him at subbuteo on the living room floor. Only the living room just about fitted the baize pitch and the couch and the dining table so anyone moving anywhere in the room had to step across the pitch. For some reason Brighton were playing the RS live on tv and when the RS scored my uncle leaps up causing the dog to go ballistic, my three year old brother to launch full toddler after the dog across the pitch as I scored first (and last) goal ever against my uncle.
Dog plus toddler brother plus nan delivering Sunday dinner (without treading on the aforementioned pitch invaders) instantly decimated the playing careers of dalglish, Clemence, neal, toshack, Hughes,Heighway, and a couple of Kennedy’s.
the family elders awarded my Everton the 1-0 win much to my uncles disgust. He ran upstairs with his precious broken RS and came down a few hours later at which point we found out Airfix glue has finished the lot of them off into stumpy deformities.
happiest subbuteo memory ever that day. And a family day still fondly remembered as the greatest Derby ever
My dad was a miner and five lived in a two bedroom terraced house private landlord miners house near his pit.......Which answer shall I go with?
Ans a) yeah - Fur coats.
Ans b) Luxury ! and launch into a 4 yorkshireman rant.
As its Christmas you pick.
My dad was a miner and five lived in a two bedroom terraced house private landlord miners house near his pit.......
You know I'm pretty much convinced you had a silver spoon ya know Dave...... And moaned like a good un it wasn't gold.Some posh lads on here.
We made do with this....
His own pit... ooh la la
Nope. Not by a long chalk.You know I'm pretty much convinced you had a silver spoon ya know Dave...... And moaned like a good un it wasn't gold.