601 Not Out – Retired (not hurt) – Time To Hang Them Up

“Hang your boots up, Hang your boots up, hang your boots up (insert name here),” repeat x2 to the tune of “Oh my darling Clementine” was an oft heard terrace chant in the seventies. And, as I hit the 601 not out mark with a magnificent pint of Bass in a locals wet led pub,… Continue reading 601 Not Out – Retired (not hurt) – Time To Hang Them Up