has left a pool of tears,

Is a line from this song. The long and winding road took me to Pip's yesterday afternoon. She greeted me at the door with her usual grin, head on one side, "look at me" type of greeting.

Looking at her was indeed a treat for my eyes. For the girl was wearing one of these.

There is nothing so compelling as a girl in a nicely fitted football shirt, particularly, when combined with a few other nice little bits of under-stated stuff, Pip indeed, looked a treat.

What we can say for certain is that if you go here, you'll read about her later exploits in that very shirt. All I can say as an observer to what went on yesterday afternoon is "I told you so Pip, I told you so"

Strolling into town smoking with her yesterday I opined, "you'll get looks in that shirt". She looked at me with her usual, "shut up, stop being silly" look she gets sometimes.

I look to my Lord in heaven and make a pact with him. We both think "We'll see"

Cut forward twenty minutes........bloke in car.....gesturing....thumbs up......shout's "fair play to love" through the car windscreen. I rest my case.

Cut forward thirty minutes. Supermarket, good guy with his partner comes up to her, "Christ, a Foxes fan here, I don't believe it ?" A 20 minute conversation ensues in which she does a damn fine job of convincing a die hard footy fan that she's the Dogs Bollocks.

Pip by this time is sweating profusely, she's not used public stardom. Her neck goes a lovely shade of pink when she's flirting. Good job girl.

We talk afterwards, and I say , " Pip it's the way of it....I told you ! Footy fans get together....its a religion. "

That and a shirt that shouts TOPPS TILES under a terrific set of tits

JVIP