Dreams and going mad

It was the 1950's and my Father filled out the Football Pools coupon for a syndicate at his work. He had 7 draws, if the last match was a draw we had won.
It was a late kick off and we had to huddle around the radio at 10.00pm ( I had special permission to stay up late) to know our fate. Newport County 1 Stockport County 1 the announcer said - we had done it - dreamsville had arrived. This telegram has pride of place on my notice board here in my kitchen.

It enabled my parents to pay off the mortgage, and thanks to them I have been mortgage free for the rest of my life.

Talking about Football, the actor Robert Morley was one of my radio show guests many years ago, and he had some strong views on the subject - I will let him explain.

"I hate all games, especially ball games, particularly Football. I think I have a very bad eye for a ball. I suppose if you are good at Cricket and things like that then you tend to play them more than if you are like me a duffer at them.
There has never been time in my life for games, and very seldom for watching other people play them. I find it very boring and I never had the slightest interest in people kicking a ball about for 90 minutes and then abandoning it on the field where it was originally and walking away. I just cannot see what has been gained.
I perfectly understand that if you watch it long enough you go mad, and throw lavatories out of the trains on the way back. I think it rots your brain watching Football.?

Well, not sure if you will agree with him - but certainly an interesting thought !

Be good folks !