Meet Paul (little Jimmy) & Alison, who flew in from the UK to parrot sit while we went on a jolly to play some golf in Spain.We have known little Jimmy, literally from the day he was born 30 years ago when he came into the world as our next door neighbour. As he grew up Paul would inevitably get in to trouble and his mum would tell him off. We always knew when this happened as we would see this little blond head bobbing up and down across our bay window and one of us would comment, "Jimmy's in trouble again, he's on his way round", where he would find comfort in a few custard creams and a bag of whotsits.
As soon as he was big enough, I enrolled him along with my boys in the (Nottingham Forest) Junior Reds. Paul never grew in height until much, much later on and I was still shoving him through the Junior Reds gateway at half price when he was 18, happy days, Forest even won a few games as well, how times change.
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