She talks to old women, and tracks rare flowers, and sketches and photographs and geologizes and antiquarianizes and gets burnt till she won't be fit to wear a low dress for a month, and looks uncommonly well on it all the time.
Jolene was a pie-faced, heavy girl and I always thought she looked the type to have gone and found trouble just to show you didn't have to be a cheerleader to be fast.
Five minutes later, Southampton tried to mount their first attack, but Wickham sabotaged the move by tripping the rampaging Nathaniel Clyne, prompting the referee, Andre Marriner, to issue a yellow card. That was a lone blemish on an otherwise tidy start by Poyet’s team – until, that is, the 12th minute, when Vergini produced a candidate for the most ludicrous own goal in Premier League history.
The strategy of using two standard tunes and two boppish originals on the first session (23 February 1945) set the pattern for subsequent dates.
