Posted by Dawn Jones on September 7, 2007
Call the executioner,
My head’s on a stump.
But they’ll be no fight,
No intention of flight,
I’ll accept my fate with good humour.
I refuse to be the last party guest
Who having laughed, sang and danced
Doesn’t know that it’s best
I’m not one to outstay my welcome.
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Posted by Ian Jones on September 2, 2007
I got to know Bertolt – Wim’s chauffeur – quite well. He played professional football in France until he was 21, when a knee injury forced him to quit.
Then he spent a bit of time with a detective agency, where he got his little finger shot off by a gangster called The Roach.
He met Wim during a fight at a petrol station – Bertolt stepped in to prevent some yobs defacing Wim’s Mondeo with a rival sauce.
He says few employers are as generous as Wim – he gets his own maisonette and Wim lets him use the car at weekends and holidays.
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