Bob rang me and he was fuming. Who's been feeding Mac this log rubbish. He said he,s just about at his wits end. I said the crew in the lb room feel the same way too.
He said I,ve just about run out of ideas for boards. That's it he said. Between him and that simondo fella they will send me to the graveyard.
To top it all off and really do my head in it a red, black and white decor again.
I'm in the wrong business was his last words
Amen.
Looking forward to this only Mac. I'll be waiting at LM for you