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As long as it's not Gary Dickie, although the way things are shaping up, anything's possible. Will people stop mentioning Gary Dickie and Pat Cairney. You are destroying thirty years of therapy.

Roy Roy

News for book fans. On Friday a great new book comes out. It’s called Where’s Rory. There will be a hundred pictures from Dumbarton games this season and you can have hours of fun looking for Rory. Future books planned are Where’s Willie and Where’s Ross. There is a foreword from Nicky Phinn. Order your copy now.

Fascinating stuff about the first ever picture of a black hole. At least we now know where Dyer Perry and Loy are.

Interesting programme on Channel five tomorrow night discussing the existence of mythical creatures. Amongst subjects discussed will be the Loch Ness Monster. The Yeti Bigfoot and Rory Loy.

In the words of Pink Floyd All in all its just a 20 pound brick in the wall. Put me down for two. Maybe the Donald could spare a few bricks.

Highland Park please. Ovaltine with unsliced bread and dripping please

Many is the time we would gather round the steam radio on a Saturday night and listen to Dick Barton special agent having watched a Dumbarton game earlier that day. A cup of horliicks and a piece of bread with lard. Great times. The present generation don’t know they are living. If only Charlie Bootland was still playing..

I wish I was only 52 instead of having to stand behind Old Scrotum every week at the Post Office collecting the pension money.

The population of Dumbarton has decreased slightly over the past few years but the incomers who have come in have no interest in supporting Dumbarton. There are very few people left like myself whose father grandfather and great grandfather were Sons supporters. Although the number of football teams in the future may remain stable the number of professionally paid teams will inevitably drop. If Dumbarton do exist in fifty years time it may only be as an amateur team.

Welcome to the latest edition of Dumbarton we’re just as bad a hundred years ago. On January 4th 1919 the Sons were at Brockville park where true to form they lost 5-1 to Falkirk. There was just one Scottish division in those days as the war had just ended but the league had started before the amnesty. There were 18 teams in the league and the loss to Falkirk left them in seventeenth place with only Hibs beneath them. Scorer for the Sons in front of a five thousand crowd was McDermid but more interestingly the scorer of a brace for Falkirk was Sid Puddefoot. Sid was a top player for West Ham but had been sent to Scotland for war service where he guested for Falkirk. Puddefoot would later play for England but was to be signed in 1922 from West Ham by Falkirk for a world record fee of five thousand pounds. In this week the SFA banned players from earning more than1 pound a week in bonus payments as they wanted all players to have a proper job and not earn a living for just playing football. Elsewhere Clydebank who were also in the league lost 3-0 to Morton at Clydeholm Park in front of 9000 people. In the Western cup Vale of Leven beat Johnstone 1-0 and in the Dunbartonshire Cup Dumbarton Harp beat Renton 3-1

Just to bring in some perspective to the current brouhaha about the indiscipline of Scottish football supporters I have checked my archives and found a report in the Glasgow Herald about a game on the 26th Nov 1932. On that day was at Yorkhill playing grounds a junior match between St Mungo and Partick Glencairn during which a riot took place. It started off with stone throwing but moved on when spectators attacked each other with knives bayonets and iron bars. By the time the police arrived seven men were arrested and eight more hospitalised one with serious stab wounds. Nobody could afford to throw coins in those days.

Interesting hat being worn by JC.. Is it on eBay yet?

Miller is player squared , Old Scrotum was a ball boy not in picture

I think at times like this Dumbartons poet in residence should be throwing a few lines together to inspire the future of our beloved team