That’s very true…I used to get dog’s abuse (on behalf of Cartier of course) for this kind of rubbish.
Everyone was in a bad mood after the match and made to feel worse after reading this sort of stuff in what was actually an award winning programme.
Stay tuned to see what sort of abuse I had to endure thanks to Cartier’s downward spiral of surrealism…with inane and random mentions of ‘On the Buses’ and for some outlandish reason his weird obsession with glam rock! and Bernie Clifton (complete with comedy ostrich)