Mick's Memos to Totally Clueless

Its his chippy order.... Peas, I told you I want ** peas with my Chips...and gravy, ** loads of it.
 
Incredible to believe I'm a Championship Manager, pinch me I must be dreaming.
By the end of the season, I reckon I'll almost 'ave mastered this joined up writing malarkey, and the months I've spent 'ere won't 'ave such been such a waste of time, after all...
 
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