Sven gets the Blues...

More silliness from North Wales police traffic cops on tomorrow's front page. I'm not giving the details away bit when you read it ask yourselves: Whatever happened to common sense?
We also have the strange story of the North Wales pensioner who was having trouble getting into her bank account. When she got hold of her official records she found out that the bank had her year of birth as 1666. She's looking well on it, I must say.
As one of many Manchester City fans living in North Wales I have asked the sports desk to make sure we give a good show to the latest on Sven Goran Eriksson's appointment as manager. Given the best crop of England players in a generation he managed to achieve sweet FA for the FA. Let's see how he gets on with a bunch of embittered no-hopers - that's the players, not the fans, but the way. City fans are as daft as the Geordies...not one proper piece of silverware in more than three decades, but they stay loyal. A few years back City had to travel down to Stoke for an end-of-season clash on a day when results could (and in fact did) send both sides down to the equivalent of the old third division. Anticipation was huge and the home fans were swamped in a sea of light blue. Quite a few City fans had, however, failed to secure tickets despite visiting the Stoke ticket office the week before in person. But that's what happens in Stoke if you ask for tickets in the home stand "for the Stoke game".