I have finally been freed from the box under the bed by some northern monkey in a Lincoln City hat. After tending to his pigeons my new man servant took me too a local hostel to drink and be merry with other commoners- a roofer, a gasman, a kind of midget who just turned up for the 2nd half and this weird looking curly haired stroke man.
Apparently this is only half of the Dads Club; god knows what the rest look like!
It was the one they called the roofers birthday with ale and stags blood following all night. I understand my next outing to be a football match on the 16/01 although I use the term football in the loosest sense of the term as the teams involved are Lincoln and Barnet. Lets just hope the snow hangs around long enough to disrupt this fixture.
Will report back (hopefully with better pictures) from the terraces of Underwood.
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