Trudge back to me little room in Norway knowing we are getting beat...........

Starting 5th week............

Crisp sarnie for tea................

Tortured by the jocks on the rig "Hartlepool who?"........

Sick as fook................

Sit down, put scores on and.....................

GERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRIN ABOUT TIME, HAVE THAT YA YORKSHIRE FOOKAS............



Reasons i love being a pooly?????????????????

Nobody has to put up with the life of being a pooly, so nobody knows the heartache we suffer, and the exilleration of even nicking a last min point of those damned bounders!!!!....

Being the little unfancied fooka just about every week and every now and again upsetting the applecart....

Being part of a wonderful and strange little family, not the best looking granted, but still part of it.....

Our wonderful little world which we call POOLS!!!!

Good or bad, i luv em................

Fook everyone else...............

UNITED!!!!!

In a nutshell Mr Anthrax.

Now, what's that smell??

Put that in your button box!!

What flavour crisp did you have in your sarnie big fella ?

Can you get Walkers and crisps of that ilk or do you have to buy them monster size bags that you see abroad

big ready salted!!!
and a lion bar!!