Oh dear. Poor 'Arry is up before the beak again, this time for speeding and failing to supply the driver's identity as required under section 172 of The Road Traffic Act. I wonder what his defence will be this time?
Your worship, I can't read and rite proper like so I couldn't fill in the form could I?
It wasn't me what was driving, it was my dog Rosie.
He asked my occupation and, as I was out of work at the time, I said none. But the cheeky bastard said, "So shall I just put you down as a wheeler dealer", and I wasn't 'avin' that. I'm not a fackin wheeler dealer, I'm a fackin football manager. By the way anybody here want to buy a big black lad. Slow I'll give ya. Clumsy too. But worth twelve million of any mug's money and he only wants a hundred grand a week as a salary.