Tried my best to use my noddle, But still I write a load of twaddle. It really should be quite a doddle, But nope - nowt there, zilch, sodall.
If I'd been David Pleat in the late 80's, I'd have signed Julian Broddle just so I could have fielded him with Hoddle and Waddle in the same team. Matching names, matching hair. Genius move.
Bloke Sporting Sex Stopper... Well, it rhymes with Coke Snorting Ex-Copper if that counts. Sorry for sounding bitter, but we just don't see eye to eye since he traded me for a short back n sides and tried to suffocate me under his Bobby's Helmet.