Although it's wonderful that Timbo continues to post these programmes, replying to them resembles treading on eggshells. Do people welcome flippant diversion at these disappointing times? Or does it constitute an intrusion on private grief? And, in the case of this visit to Meadow Lane, is it prudent to look at the league table from exactly forty-eight years ago? Forty-eight? It can't be surely.
A lovely simple, slightly cheesy cover complete with a magpie. But only one. Such bad form. Mining apprenticeships for Ivor Thirst when he leaves school and classic 1960s brands such as Rediffusion and Fyffes. As for content. Not a lot really.