Spread Their Net
An additional Cleethorpes operational base was adopted, the most hospitable Imperial Club. Local Cleethorpes entrepreneur Ray ‘the fish’ Blake was appointed Head of Local Intelligence with special concern for youth development – grandson John Boy was the inaugural ‘codling’. Ray’s commitment and invaluable local experience over many decades, has been invaluable and casts aspersions on the fact that anyone with Evertonian sympathies is a person of dubious moral fibre.
However, early in the 2009-10 campaign brought the first hiccup – an unforeseen weakness of commitment emerged. The construction magnate clearly feeling the full force of the gales of recession pulled up his caravan and moved to another site. Mr RSG Scott buckled under the pressure of his Bovril and 5 week old burnt Cornish pasty in the freezing cold plastic stand at Barnet. In the Red Lion, at Barnet before the game over a ‘cranberry juice’, an emotional RSG expressed doubts and an unfortunate 0-3 defeat exposed a distinct lack of backbone in the ‘Turncoat’. Such was the extent of his wavering, he nearly (note nearly) bought a round. Mr Rule in true Mariner style rescued the situation and took over the Turncoats obligations. Such benevolence proved Mr Rule to be the ideal candidate for the post of Welfare Officer. RSG Scott was reduced to Far-East philandering and a life of indoor golf with ‘sparkling mineral water’ (Once a turncoat always a turncoat...!)
Life after the Histon Mariners
