So what happened? Did she pay up in the end?
No she just went out looking a state like normal! Never tried using the iron again when I was about though...
Talking of mingebags my brother is a right tight bastard - he'll do anything to save a few coppers.
One time he came to stay with me for a weekend, he was at university in Manchester. I was taking him to a game, I can’t remember which one although it might have been the Arsenal tie where Mellor scored that cracker at the end. It was a Saturday fixture I think, a couple of years ago.
Anyway he turns up at Lime Street, I went and met him and I shouted him his ticket on the bus as you do. We got home and I got us some dinner together, we watched a bit of TV and then the next day we went the game. He’s doing the poor student routine, which is fair enough because I was earning a bit of cash by this point so I didn’t mind paying – he’s my brother after all.
I got him a few beers, something to eat at half time and paid for the bus back to mine etc. Then we went out with a few mates and I got most the drinks in again – him saying he would love to but he’s so skint what with rent, fees, books and all that. The next day, Sunday, I was off to work, so we stopped at McNasty’s and I bought us something to eat before he set off home.
So Sunday night I’m having my usual rundown of the football with my dad, talking about all the Liverpool developments since we’ve last spoke to each other. Great wjhen we've won, cathartic after a defeat. He asks after my brother, who had been staying at their place before he came to mine. I’m saying what a great time we had, although my finances had taken a bit of a battering paying for both of us all weekend… tickets, food, beers a good £150 I reckon. Just a throwaway comment.
“What?” my dad says. “Did he not get some beers in with that £50 I gave him?”
Cheeky fucker. Spent it on some new jeans when he got back to Manchester.