Broadbage Fox

[Paddysfoxes]

Pleasure to spend time with you and your lad today,with all the Coalville lot.From 19/4 and drowning,to the Mighty Foxes winning

 

[DagenhamFox]

Pleasure to spend time with you and your lad today,with all the Coalville lot.From 19/4 and drowning,to the Mighty Foxes winning

I think he means you @borebage53

 

[Paddysfoxes]

Yep ,too many shandies when posting this

 

[David_Nish]

Broadbage and son sound like money lenders from a Dickens novel

 

[borebage53]

Up at 8 they can’t be late
For Broadbage & Son,they won’t wait
Watch them run down to platform one
It’s the 8.30 train for Broadbage & Son
Broadbage & Son the works never done
There’s always something new
The shake of the head,
they jump straight out of bed,
they’re never ever through,
‘Cos they’ll be drinking all day,all day,all day
There’s a 5 minute break that’s all they can take
For a Wetherspoons breakfast it’s a piece of cake
Been following the City for 60 long years
He’s spent all his money but nobody cares
Even though funds are getting low and the rents in arrears
Broadbage & Son,
Broadbage & Son,
And they’ve been drinking all day,all day,all day.

 

[channys6thswan]

Broadbage and son sound like money lenders from a Dickens novel

Broadbage sat in the corner of the darkened room in the great arm-chair by the bedside, and Son lay tucked up warm in a little basket bedstead, carefully disposed on a low settee immediately in front of the fire and close to it, as if his constitution were analogous to that of a muffin, and it was essential to toast him brown while he was very new.

‘Are we going Norwich then, son?’ Broadbage inquired, leaning forward, his gaze fixed benevolently on the basket bedstead.

‘Forsooth we shall, Papa.’ came the reedy voice from by the fire. ‘Only promise me this.’

‘Yes son?’

‘Please don’t embarrass yoursen’ again in front of Soho, by muddling your eating irons at the fookin’ ‘Spoons.’