I have been asked (by the voice in my head) to comment on Mark’s adventures to Oz. If only to show him what mildly amusing really is. That’s a personal joke between me and Mr Twain, I suppose most of this post is.
First of all I’m surprised he tried to curry sympathy with comments about his travelling companion, i.e. our resident dodgy, unaudited, bean counter. To be fair he is doing the club a favour by getting rid of the annoying gentleman. I was going to use a stronger word but someone somewhere with nothing better to do would only have said it was inappropriate. Such is the perils of a creative writer.
I nearly passed out when I saw his comment on the price of beer. What’s worse is it’s only Ozzy beer, would you pay that much for “a pint” of Fosters. If it was me I’d be hitting the supermarkets and stocking up on tinnies and the like. I just hope his fellow traveller doesn’t get any stupid ideas about the club’s bar prices.
Final though for the day is the long list of celebs Mark keeps dropping into the conversation. Mark, you need to try your best to book one of them for next season’s players’ dinner. Just remind them they will only have 5 minutes to talk.
Have a good time guys and give us a wave, see my previous post of the day.