Dear Terry
I cannot even begin to describe the obvious enthusiasm and excitement that came over my uncle (Edwardos) when I relayed to him your post of the day just gone. As arguably your greatest supporter uncle Ed has followed and tracked your career with fanatical passion, and news that you had posted on this prestigious website provided a look on his face that for all the world he had just ejaculated. Upon hearing this important news he began to tell me about your brilliant career, especially how you carved up QPR at a blustery Loftus Road in '76 shortly before your departure to Maine Road. He also mentioned a time when your honourable self had a wee bit too much libation which culminated in a visit to the infamous Presidents Palace - a place with questionable morals and where a simple fry-up after a training fixture can lead into something genuinely more sinister such as a rear admiral.
Regarding the 'Ansell Mystery Tour - this no doubt was a high point of your life, certainly would have surpassed your dalliance with Swansea city. I am interested in details of any trou (they don't call me the Greek God for nothing
), a synopsis of the different kinds of bread consumed during the tour (e.g. turkish, white, multigrain etc) and details of any trips to nail production factories (can you confirm whether liquid nails are a possible goatherder?)
I just want to repeat again how much you continue to provide enjoyment to old wardians such as uncle Ed and hope that whatever your next venture is at this juncture of life provides you with more enlightenment than a fourth league fixture at Rats Reserve with the unamousing, recalcitrant and obnoxious 'Ansell.
Sincerely
Yarnos