Her daughter, now in her 30s, for many years unsuccessfully tried to meet (with a view to marrying) an elite footballer. The Age(I think the parentheses got her)
Her daughter, now in her 30s, for many years unsuccessfully tried to meet (with a view to marrying) an elite footballer. The Age(I think the parentheses got her)
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I think Tony "Dynamic forward" T bought up all the copies of that article and is having them framed.
He is surprisingly slow off the mark to post about it.
slow off the mark.
the daughter must be thick as, if she failed to meet a footballer.
That entire twaddle in The Age is
trying to make sense out of the
Gene (cess) Pool that is the Brownlow-Count Molls.
next, dr wedgwood will be telling us that men like women with large breasts.
(you know, the nice soft, beautiful perky ones that demand attention)
Oh, not just 'a footballer' AOD. An elite footballer. No Diamond Valley seconds player for this girl. AND she stopped looking.
Must have started early though.
oh Genevieve - I was thinking 'elite' and 'footballer' were mutually exclusive
(with the absolute exception of AfterGrogBlogger of course)
Yes, 'twas all twaddle, that was just the quote of the twaddle, in terms of strange unrequited dreams.
A lofty ambition in life, thwarted.
footballer
foot ball er
that whole article is sort of ghastly.
but very amusing, a lofty and thwarted ambition indeed.
All football is sort of ghastly, Fifi.
I think amusing is the only way to cope with it all.
(Stand by.)
I mean stand by
Hmm, I dunno - Sergeant Brough is holding his fist a bit high and out of alignment with the ball.
(I did, after all, meddle with handballing in my younger days. And the odd drop kick or two. Ah, eastern suburbs!)
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