Mr Costello

[Electric ~soul~]

Someone talk me through Mr Costello's Saturday afternoon, then!

[The Caretaker]

Got there 18 seconds after kick off .... doh !!

 

Hard to put into words as as I wasn't in his company for the whole day but it went something like this during the game ......

 

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We nearly had a conversation about EFM membership but I think it will have to wait a while ,,,,,

[Electric ~soul~]

Mate, you're in. You've been in for yonks!!

 

Just get those initials after your name!!

 

Those pictures - brilliant. That is exactly how I imagined him!!

[YELLOW]

I take it there was a run in with the local police?

[Laz]

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Electric ~soul~ said:
Someone talk me through Mr Costello's Saturday afternoon, then!

Stello downed his eight cans of frothy bitter on the way down, then had HatBoy's Stella. By this time he was in a bit of a state and started to annoy people down the front. The last half an hour was spent with him asking: "Are we there yet?" every minute or so.

In the bar I bought him a pint which he then dropped on the floor.

During the game he jumped over the wall a couple of times. They stewards were fairly good natured and didn't take any action.

As we arrived back in the City he was dropped off in St Peters Street and was last seen pondering a big Mac.

I haven't heard from him since!