25th April. GREEDY OLD BASTARD

Okay so I haven't watched them for years and to be honest my love of the game was pushed aside by birding. But I can't help but feel angry about the way Ken Booth and family continue to abuse this minnow of the Football League. With his demands, akin to a Hollywood diva, Mr Booth is bringing this club to it's knees and scaring off just about every potential buyer. If the club do fold perhaps the good people of Rotherham will see fit to hang Mr Booth from one of his scrapyard cranes by his wrinkly old scrotum.

On the bird front the American Wigeon is still at RV - though I wish it would do the decent thing and head north before its reputation becomes tainted.

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