
Southey’s Book
One cannot be too careful when it comes to head injuries and soccer and once or twice it crossed my mind that if I played I might provide a big payout for someone on the book our rascally defender John South is running on who will be the first of our walking football group to peg it. Like Southey I have been playing seven years and thankfully there have been no payouts yet. On the Friday morning I woke to find myself free of any dizziness so donned a black FC Koln away kit and prepared for action. This was done a couple of hours earlier than usual owing to the fact I needed to pick my 91 year old mother up from her flat, take her for a blood test then whisk her across town so she could be linked up to a machine, a course of action she requires daily to preserve her existence. She’s too long in the tooth now to effect any remedial action and, besides, the amusement arcade would probably go out of business without her patronage.
