Out vile jelly!
It seemed that TLF had come over a bit King Lear, prompted by the dismal Saints defending that led to them conceding a 3rd goal against winless away from home Eastbourne. The right arm was in full gesticulation mode in an attempt to convey both despair and the manner in which the Eastbourne player had strolled through/past the Saints defence. Unfortunately, our esteemed programme editor chose that precise moment to walk past TLF and skewered his eyeball on the hand of said arm. He was Gloucester to TLF’s Regan.
Although I am not sure that TLF was really channelling her inner Regan that much. Not convinced that the less than pleasant daughter of Shakespearean tragedy would have responded positively to Knocky’s request to cover the programme sales for him. Not that anyone is ever pleased to see you in that role (see what I did there?) they just say ‘Where’ s Knocky?’
Nor are there many references to her retail preferences in the play text. Although I suppose, Lear does say to her, “Thou art a lady; if only to go warm were gorgeous. Why nature needs not what thou gorgeous wear’st.” So maybe she would have been as interested in the gorgeous contents of the Mega Shed as TLF was. The merchandise that is, not the temporary shopkeeper(sorry Trevor). Although of course it was his sales skills that convinced TLF to part with significantly more of the contents of her wallet than had originally been intended.
It was very much a case of much needed retail therapy on this occasion as there was little on the pitch to warm the non-league day cockles. After an early lead it all went pear shaped for the Mighty Saints and while we could all stand around and debate how things might have been different if we had been given one of those penalties we didn’t get, I think we know we would only have been fooling ourselves. A scene from a tragedy off the pitch and certainly one taking place on it.
Regan Fox