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Tuesday, August 11, 2009

Hurry - while stocks last!



I was thinking of having some official F-C T-shirts made up.

They were recently asking for T-shirt slogan suggestions on The Word website, and they were either brown-nosing Mark Ellen and David Hepworth or utterly ridiculous. My suggestions – like everything I say on that blog – were roundly ignored. So I thought, why not do my own?

Of course you'll have to make them up yourself – they’re not real! But if I were to launch a line, these would be the slogans appearing on my T-shirts.

They might make you some new friends, you never know.

Choose from the following:


GREETINGS TO THE LADY MAYORESS

ANNE STORMS OUT AFTER BLAZING ROW

WHAT’S HOT, MARION?

I DIDN’T KNOW I LOVED YOU TIL I SAW YOU ROCK N ROLL

IF NOT NOW, WHEN?

MAJOR BARBARA

YOU DON’T HAVE TO BE MAD TO WORK HERE – BUT IT HELPS!!!

CRUMPETS ON THE TROLLEY

I'VE BEEN TO NAM - I KNOW WHAT PAIN IS

SHE BRAKES FOR RAINBOWS

HAVE YOU NEVER BEEN MELLOW?

JOLLY GOOD FUN IN REDCLIFFE GARDENS

MIDDLE OF THE ROAD

OUTSIDE IT’S 1971

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