Alan Bilton – Diddums

Your (sic) not singing, your not singing, Your not singing anymore… Your not singing anymore. After trailing for most of the match, Peterborough United had scored twice in ten minutes. At one end there was complete silence. At the other, the singing continued till the final whistle and as they streamed out, the Posh fansContinue reading “Alan Bilton – Diddums”

Alan Bilton – In the pink

April had finally arrived and with it grey skies and a white hoar frost that didn’t disappear till mid-morning. Yet the river beckoned. So suitably dressed, I made my way down Pixon Lane to my favourite spot below the Iron Bridge. By midday, a patch of blue sky was allowing a watery sun to illuminateContinue reading “Alan Bilton – In the pink”

Alan Bilton – Innocence

With butterflies in her tummy, she perched on the long, green bench by the boardroom door. When a tall lady in a blue suit called her name, she rose sedately, determined to face the grilling with aplomb.   “Miss Cornwell, your contract to appear on Dingbat is ready for signature. Before you can sign, however, weContinue reading “Alan Bilton – Innocence”