Okay, I admit it. I don’t understand the British. I don’t understand a fookin’ thing they say. I’ve tried. Honest I have. Now I’ve even read a book that’s supposed to explain it all. Ain’t sure it helped a poo. I’m not even sure I know what a poo is. Perhaps it’s what Eric Bristow did after watching Keith Deller checkout 138 to take the world championship in 1983. He probably didn’t even make it to the loo. Who the fook knows.