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She's a fuckin Liverpool fan, will you daft fuckers be told? https://propaganda.photoshelter.com/gallery-image/070819-Liverpool-v-Chelsea/G0000Hk9a59AMuVU/I0000SbgoB_b0l5Q

She was plainly sat with her Iranian husband on one side (he had a Lester Piggott style flat cap bonnet type thing on his head) and on her left was Margaret Aspinall of the Hillsborough justice campaign. If they're mates I think it's unlikely she has any business interest in us tbh

Perez is the first line of defence, he's running the whole game, grafting closing people down the whole time. He's not contributing much going forward but he's under instruction from the manager who will be the difference between us staying up and going down, and it looks like he's one of the first names on the team sheet. Good enough for me like

Cant be completely sure but I think she's a Liverpool fan, which may shed a different sort of light on why she's there...

Chelsea win in Madrid with the last kick of the game. Standard of football from both sides unbelievable compared with what's mostly served up in premier league.

Its Rooneys agent(s) Kenny Shepherd working for Paul Stretford in an office at sjp at the time when we put the bid in that stinks the place out. Nothing official but Fergie was quoted at the time " och well we couldnae let a player of his talent join Newcastle jings hoots mon the noo " .....

My my mate trained as a teacher but knocked it on the head as he came to the conclusion that education and academia in general is stuffed with utter wankers. Then he ran various businesses including an industrial printers that he owned in Guildford which won a major industry award about a decade ago after which he has been known generally as "business man of the fuckin year" he mixes the life coaching with running HMO's for retired Nepalese/Gurkha soldiers

My mate is a "life coach". He's also a season ticket holder at SJP. Obviously we rip the piss remorselessly out of him for his chosen path in life but he's gone from a tower block in Gateshead to being a millionaire businessman so he must know something

Shepherd allowing Paul Stretford to employ Freddys son Kenny on company premises was as bent as Carr only using one French agency. That's how the likes of a fat and finished Kluivert ended up at sjp. Brought in above Sir Bobs head too. Not going to lie I hated him for what happened to SBR but he had more ambition in his little finger than Ashley has ever had for us. His type saw what Murdoch and sugar were going to do with sky early on (that's basically why the magpie group came into being) and thought they'd fill their boots in the 90s too, as well as mostly backing keegan to the hilt to produce the best side in English football history that didn't win a title. Good times. RIP.

Had a quick chat with Chi Onwurah at full time, she was stood with one if the most obsessive and frankly annoying NUFC supporters I've ever met, don't know if he's a Labour Party activist or not, if not she appeared to be there on her own. She said the atmosphere was better than at the conference. She came across as very nice and down to earth. We were shit. Possibly deserved a point, blatant pen when Shelvey was assaulted in the box. One glibly smug south coaster said he'd rather have three points in the premier league than the six we got off them in the championship. That might explain why they were acting like they'd won the fuckin champions league at full time

Again, Frankie Boyle... Theresa May imagined that she would be wielding a hundred seat majority like the One Ring; instead she merely persists, a kind of electoral skidmark. Where is David Cameron now? Probably with chaps from his year at school on an Arms Industry jolly, betting on which blindfolded tramp can successfully cross the surface of a frozen lake. George Osborne is now being called a “centrist”. Screwing over the disabled and hungry is considered a moderate standpoint these days. Presumably enforced sterilisation and labour camps is about to be rebranded as “cautious”. When other countries don’t like a politician they put them in prison; the only time our politicians go to prison is to visit their favourite prostitute and warn him that he's dead if he doesn't keep his mouth shut. May has surrounded herself with a cabinet whose physical forms seems to have been damaged in the journey from their own pitiless dimension. Where do you get an inner circle like that? Possibly a ‘Boys from Brazil’ style breeding program, which began in 1945 in Berlin when some Russian captain had the presence of mind to kick Hitler’s nuts out of the flames so he could use them to buy British citizenship. These people will all take to the stage at their conference in a couple of weeks, playing to an audience who look like they’ve wandered in to hide from the Ghostbusters, in a televised conference that is, ironically, only ever watched by people on benefits. Michael Gove will get to simper around conference as a minister, looking like he could be taken out with a handful of salt, the larval stage of something horrendous. Boris Johnson has managed to give the impression that if the Brexit deal isn’t to his liking, he might resign on principle. Boris and principle are incongruous terms, and the whole thing feels a bit like someone telling you they think their Alsatian has a strong sense of religious duty. Ken Clarke suggested that in normal times Johnson would have been sacked. As it is we’re just going to have to settle for him being incinerated in a thermonuclear war along with the rest of us. The Conservative party doesn’t really do principle, it’s more of a pitch by elite interests at what they think the public might buy. The thought must occur to them that even Boris is not cartoonish enough, that in these dumbed down times, where seeing tragedy on a west end stage probably means going to a Bee Gees musical, something even more basic might be required. Step forward Jacob Rees-Mogg, a composite figure drawn from the nightmares of 18th century millworkers. He looks like a Punch cartoon of the first giraffe in England, and maintains the general air of someone who has had a wank to the Book of Deuteronomy. It might be quite apposite for the present state of things to have Britain led by a man who looks like he’s slowly walking it to a graveyard. Rees-Mogg is the MP for NE Somerset (he got in on a platform of “Ooooooh, inne tall!?”) and belongs to a group of people for whom the phrase “Is the Pope Catholic?” is genuinely a matter for debate. Hats off to him for trying to bring religion into Conservatism, a movement largely based on coveting. His comments about abortion were probably fairly uncontroversial in elite Tory circles; rape and incest are the reason their family lines have made it this far. I mean if you want to live your life by the bible it’s quite clear that God didn’t want his son aborted, but you should be torturing your children to death around age thirty three. Which is why I’m increasing my air travel and water wastage. The Conservative Party represents the interests of Capital. In the Victorian period, Capital was a book by Karl Marx which explained that our way of life couldn’t continue. Today, Capital is a radio station where my daughter listens to Sean Paul songs interspersed with adverts for dog food, but in many ways the message remains the same. Tories are there to represent the interests of Capital to the electorate. The interests of Capital are completely at odds with those of the electorate, so conservatism is alive with internal contradictions. There's obviously a disconnect between avoiding inheritance tax and trashing the environment, for example. Equally, the Tories will have to combine pandering to anti-migrant hostility with the fact our economy’s fucked without them. No doubt Theresa May will find an elegant compromise. Perhaps having migrant workers spend the nights bobbing in the shallows, so they can shuffle up our beaches each morning before changing into dry work clothes that they keep buried among the dunes. The contradictions of our society are managed by having an elite class who have internalised them, often through attending public school and Oxbridge (Oxbridge is a compound term formed from the words obnoxious and privilege). What we often think of as the self belief instilled by an elite education is really a kind of class exceptionalism, a belief that privilege is earned through talent and hard work, against all of the available evidence. If you doubt this, simply ask even the most left-wing Oxbridge graduate what role they think their background played in their success. One of the problems with left-wing discourse in Britain is that it seeks to moralise to its opponents without ever considering what they really think. A corollary of having a Conservative Party dedicated to misrepresenting the world to its own electoral base is that they try not to be honest in public. So if you're trying to shame them about something like inequality, you should be aware that many of them think inequality is a good thing, that it provides strivers with both incentive and example. Moralising with such people is like giving your cancer a good telling off. So why am I moralising about them here? Well, partly because it’s raining and I have nothing better to do, but also because I think it’s important to understand the people who, very soon now, will be all that remains of humanity. Survival bunkers will be strictly for our elites. Done out like the inside of the Titanic, these heavily guarded bases will be the centre of efforts to repopulate the planet. That’s why wealthy older men have always been involved in the Miss World Pageant -they’ve been sourcing Grade A egg stock. While we’re watching irradiated skin layers tumbleweed down the road like somersaulting ghosts, they’ll be inside a hollow mountain, banging away on a mattress the size of the flight deck of the Ark Royal. The likes of Sepp Blatter and Richard Branson, bodies like wineskins, being repeatedly straddled by lobotomised beauty queens. As we mere citizens turn our lidless eyes to a charred pamphlet on how to fashion fall-out proof door seals from wet newspaper, our Overlords will be having a genetic contribution the consistency of Dairylea milked from them with a double-handed action more commonly associated with wringing out a wet flannel; Murdoch’s wrinkled comeface like a balloon you’d find in a dead pensioner’s flat. Excuse my venom but I hate it when you’re expecting an invite to something and it just doesn’t turn up.

@Howmanheyman Davey have you finished the extension? Am sure Mrs H won't mind, much, really... http://www.chroniclelive.co.uk/news/north-east-news/newcastle-united-fans-original-turnstiles-13652115.amp

"Not my fault guv..."

Rafa seems to have improved the level of performance of most of the players since the start f the season. Possibly teams coming at us more in this division is giving us more space to attack in too,but the signs are most players are improved at least 10-15% on last season. After what could be described as a "summer of discontent" that is frankly phenomenal. And am off to Brighton next Sunday, with Monday off

"Tetraquiestra"

I saw a comment by a stoke fan in the week about Joselu missing chances v Swansea, and that being the sort of thing that encouraged Hughes to sell him..ho hum..

Whisky auction.com or something is what you need Rents....my mate has just sold a bottle of The MacAllan for two grand on it, his old man Ossie from Ryton (RIP) was a plasterer and was working at some big house 40 years ago or something when he came acros a load of this stuff in the cellar, Ossie and his mate sussed that it was worth a fair bit even back then, so the liberated a case or so, a lot of which was actually drunk by Ossie's mate's wife

Just used viagogo for the first time. Tickets for TheThe next June, only playing the Albert hall and Brixton the night after. If Matt Johnson announces a nationwide tour next week I think I might have a breakdown

I've lived in Poole for around 37 of my 48 years....basically spent the entire 80s in the foothills of the Cheviots with some sheep, my only salvation being visits to the smoke to see the likes of KK,Pedro,Gazza and Billy Whitehurst

I've never read that before. So I thought I would. https://www.spectator.co.uk/2016/06/the-day-i-stopped-believing-in-the-friendship-myth/ Don't know what to say

Indeed Tbf I was also born here. So back to your peat bog with you

Toby Young? Away and fuck yourself CT man There's now two food banks where I live in Poole . One of the wealthiest boroughs in Britain. Of course that proves nothing but neither does the smug propaganda the likes of Young turns out to reinforce the prejudices of the ignorant.

Grant Hart has died....its bloody strange how people you've never met can make you feel sad when you hear of their passing.. https://g.co/kgs/eosh4k

Saw this earlier...really liking our new sponsors

There's a theory that unlimited unskilled labour from the EU has kept wages low for native Brits. Anecdotally I think there's something in it, but not sure about the overall effect nationwide.