So there he goes, bereft of the worst fitted toupe in history, no doubt to reincarnate as 'Fletch' for a spell inside.
I well recall the refusal of consent to transform Witton Hall into a Las Vegas style abode being closely followed by the unfortunate structual collapse of the western gable end, and his opening words on a property negotiation many moons ago 'dont take it personal like but you're a c*nt'
PS anyone seen SteMiS ;-)
Enjoy it tomorrow lads Barcodes 1 (Sheraa pen) Mackems 2 (Elliott2)