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A Poolie remembered

FANZINETHE PAUL , LIKE!


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When I asked the Hartlepool Mail to helpme find help to put together a Pools fanzinein 1989, I never imagined that I would getlucky enough to find Paul Mullen.

Being based in Colchester, I knew we need-ed help form people back home. The initial re-

ply to the Mails advert was a bit of a surprise two letters from Colchester, one from Stocktonand one from Paul. It quickly became apparentthat Paul was going to be the main man. Heknew everyone.Pretty soon hehad what seemedlike hundreds ofpeople contribut-ing articles andcartoons.

Themagazine grewand grew to astage where itwas selling 900copies to crowdsof about 2,000.Pauls salesmobile in the Mill House car parkwas doing more trade than Morrisons do on aSaturday.

When we went in to BBC Cleveland to beinterviewed by Alan Wright shortly after the

release of issue 1, Paul was the mostcomfortable in the studio, able to handle themore difficult questions being thrown at us. Thatevent persuaded me to avoid radio stations infuture, but looking back, it didnt have the sameeffect on Paul.

Because he always had time for people,liked them and got on with them, he was able tomake Monkey Business a funny, lively and inter-esting magazine. He obviously had a talent formagazine production as Pools eventually

persuaded him to take over their own MatchProgramme and make it actually worth buying.He even found time to run and play for the MBfootball team (as our 1994 vintage pictureshows).

When we first got MB going Paul wasworking for Hugh Jennings in Sunderland, incharge of worldwide sales. His friendly naturehelped him in his work selling pig iron andmanhole covers to the Kuwaitis, products thatamused him as much as they did me.

He was always a grafter. It used to amaze

me how he could find time in between trips toAmerica and the Middle East to continue

PAUL

MULLEN1952-2004POOLIE


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producing MB. When he left Jennings he starteddoing PR work, his first client being Pools. Theypaid him for 2 days work a week and he did 7 forthem. His love of the club shone through all hedid. At the time he started with them, they werepretty much a disorganised shambles in most

ways. It didnt take long for the changes at boardlevel and for Pauls prodigious work andknowledge to transform the way peopleperceived the club. Very soon, we startedlooking like a professional organisation. Thesuccess of the website is plain for all to see.

Paul was a great lad, who would alwayshelp where he could. The Book of Condolenceon the web lists all sorts of favours he did forpeople. I worked with him on The Brian HonourTestimonial issue of Monkey Business. Hethought the world of Jackie and got a lot of

pleasure producing the tribute issue. Typical ofhis generosity, we decided immediately that allrevenues would go straight to the man himself.

If I have one criticism of Paul it was thatwhen he went to work for the club his honestyand decency prevented him ever getting me anypreferential treatment when it came to gettingtickets for the sell-out matches. If the ticketswerent freely on sale, then there was no way Iwas getting one ahead of the queues outside. Ibet there arent that many people in football who

are that honest when it come to ticket distri-bution. Ive lost count of the number of times Irang him up before big matches to hear him say

No chance before Id even had chance to sayHi mate.

One of the best parties Ive ever been to

was Pauls 50thbirthday bash at Pools. Themusic was provided by the Passion Killers, whowere superb. They way they worked We AreTop of the League and Two Little Boys intotheir set was quite inspired. Even our lass, whodoesnt much care for football and is normallywell behaved, was shouting her head off at thisstage. Stuart Drummond made a guestappearance as HAngus to much applause,Poolie Girl played an excellent version of Time

After Time a classic song, Smythes lad joinedthe band and everyone had a great time. Happy

memories.Pauls courage was very

humbling. We sat/stood togetherat Bristol for the play-off defeat.It had clearly taken a lot of effort

just to get there. The constantsitting and getting up to see the

action must have worn him out,but he never complained, he justsmiled through it. He was theresupporting Pools like he alwayshad and they were there lettingus down, like they always had.Joking aside, I was very proud ofPools that night, and I think Paulwas too, they gave it everything.It has been great knowing Paul.

He was kind, funny,

generous, honest, hardworkingand above all, a good man.Dave Shedden

Paul and Andrew keep their eyes on GarryGibson


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I was privileged to know PaulMullen not only through mysupport of Hartlepool United butwe also shared (literally) the samemusic appreciation of Chris Rea,a fan club of 2 members until

Chris Turner became managerand we swelled the numbers to 3!

I came to know of Paul standing as I used toon the Mill House Terraces after they made itimpossible to change ends at half time, andwhen the Town End used to be for awaysupporters only. I overheard ECG talking aboutMullen and Chriss new album and struck upconversation with Paul about my recentpurchase of the album. I say conversation in the

loosest way as those that knew Paul will appre-ciate that conversation implies a 2 way process,and with Paul that seldom happened. Youusually listened! We travelled across the countryto various Chris Rea gigs from Manchester toLondon and even in a large tent in the grounds

of Gateshead stadium. Paul was equally asknowledgeable about his music as he was abouthis sport, to the extent that in the pre-computerdays of the Chris Rea Appreciation Party(CRAP) he was the one that compiled thediscography so that members knew what wasavailable. And I think that sums up the Paul Iremember - always knowledgeable, alwaystalking but most of all, always there. It is withsome pride then that I managed to persuade

Chris Reas manageron his tour whichincluded Newcastle inMay this year to let usmeet with Chris at thepre-gig sound check.We were there forabout an hour listeningto the check andchatting with thepeople that make thesound on stage comealive. Chris came over

to talk to us both forabout 10 minutes butall those questions youthought you were goingto ask didnt reach thelips, mainly becausePaul got the first line inand most of the 10minutes was Chris andPaul exchanging infor-mation about which

pills they were takingand the side effectsthey had. I attach aphoto of Chris andPaul at that meetingwhich I know wasreally appreciated byPaul, who as othershave already notednever complainedabout the illness hebore with such dignity.

John Cooke

Chris Rea and Paul Mullen

Newcastle, 5th May 2004



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I have a vague recollectionthat my first conversation withPaul was 30/9/89 ...about the sametime as Doncaster rattled in theirsixth and final goal of the day past ahelpless and equally hopeless Kevin

Dearden, who later won a Cup-Winners Cup medal with Tottenham. Timeswere well and truly bleak for Pools, but despitethe six nil thrashing we endured, the VictoriaGround faithful, all seventeen hundred of usrose as one to give Robbie McKinnon and BrianHonour a standing ovation as they left the field -could only happen at Pools. At the time Paulwas standing behind our little group in the RinkEnd (ah, those were the days) making the oddsarcastic remarks about Pools plight. We in turn

threw our own sixpennorth into the ring and itwas then I realised that we shared the samesort of gallows humour. I kind of knew who Paulwas before I actually spoke to him, like many inthose days. Thanks to Pools piteously lowcrowds, most fans were on nodding terms witheach other, if not downright intimate.

He had attended Henry Smiths schoolabout the same time as our kid. N.b for ouryounger readers this was the Henry SmithsGrammar School, situated in the ancientborough and not to be confused with the schoolof the same name in King Oswy Drive whichwas basically a training camp for the leadingterrorist organisations of the day.

For a period of time we would be stood nextto or near one another on the terraces trying tooutdo each other with cutting remarks aboutcertain individuals in the side (Stan McEwanbeing one of many that springs to mind).However the comments were made betweenourselves and not actually at the team as we didnot want to dishearten a team which at the time

had little or no heart. Then one day Paul told methat he, along with a motley bunch of ex-patsfrom Colchester, were in the first stages ofgetting an as yet unnamed Pools fanzine off theground. His main concern at the time was whatit should be called. I suggested that whatever itwas to be called the word monkey should beincluded in the title. Paul was diplomatic aboutthis, as he felt some people might take offence(this was at a time when there were still peoplearound who had taken part in the actual hanging

of the French spy). In the end several nameswere put forward and a vote was held through

the columns of the Footy Mail (ah, those werethe days). Common sense prevailed andMonkey Business was born. Shortly afterwards,Paul asked if I would like to contribute bits n'pieces for M.B., which I have done ever since.Little did I realise what I was letting myself in for.

The phone would ring and it would be Paulasking if I could knock something out for M.B.,usually for the following day as he had adeadline with the printer to meet and at thatstage he had little or no copy to send! Thisphone call always came without fail at the deadof night when I would be at my busiest at work,or up to my eyes involved with some decoratingor building project at home, or I would be justabout to jet off on my holidays. I recall in orderto meet one of Pauls deadlines I was on the

deck of a ferry crossing the Irish Sea franticallyscribbling away against what seemed like a'gaelic' force wind - a piece for M.B. that when Isaw it in print wasn't actually that funny at all.Paul with his editors licence had put in bracketsthat my article contained one of the most 'convo-luted' sentences he had ever seen! In onestroke I had learned two things:1) what convoluted meant.2) that there is no substitute for a gramer school edukation.( myself, I was a child of st.peters sec modern!)

Another gripe Paul had with me was that90% of my input was spent slagging off the'Boro. He once told me that even though he didnot like the 'Boro himself, I seemed to havesome sort of pathological hatred of them andthat I should seek some form of psychiatrictreatment. He reminded me that M.B. was aHartlepool fanzine and could I spend a bit moretime concentrating on Pools or even slag Darlowoff a bit more. I got my own back when I foundout that Paul was a big Chris Rea fan. Boro

rock I would chide.The rest is history. When Paul became

press officer at Pools, because of a conflict ofinterest he reluctantly had to relinquish hisinvolvement with Monkey Business, which wassad really as no doubt we would have got somegreat scoops.

Paul now joins Sir Cyril, Frankie and Haroldin what is now truly our blue heaven. God blessPaul, and thanks for doing The Business

John Raftery


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Paul Mullen The tribute Inever thought Id have to write -like!

I was at home in Greece, loggedon to the score centre and beratingPools for not being able to manage

more than a draw against 10 men,again, when I heard the sad, sad news that myold friend and former Monkey Business col-league had succumbed to illness. An illness thatin truth, was a mystery to me.

It made me wonder. Paul had struggled andfought this disease for how many years? And Ididnt know he had it. I knew he was ill, buthadnt realised how seriously. Paul being Paulhad never made an issue of it. Of course, thatwas him in a nutshell, one of those guys whodidnt make a fuss, didnt look for sympathy, justgot on quietly, enjoying to the full, the remainingtime he had with his family and carrying on asnormal, for as long as he could.

When I was asked if I wished to contributeto this supplement, Igladly said yes, andthen sat down and gothit with some kind ofwriters block. Icouldnt bring to mindthe anecdotes,

couldnt get the wordsdown the way theyshould be written, andfor a time I thoughtthe edition would bepublished without any-thing from me at all.

Every time I got to the keyboard, My mindwas filled, not with the memories of Paulscrusade against the Gibbo regime, not with thefirst 40 odd editions of Monkey Business, notwith the wonderful excuses Paul conjured up toget away from work to see the reserves on a

miserable Wednesday afternoon. Not with anyof the many many fond reminiscences I had inmy mind. No no, my mind was filled with Elmo-style cartoons, featuring Paul and how heavenmight be now.

Theres St. Peter at the Pearly gates, andno one waiting. And theres Paul,suggesting they install this ace data-base,and then close one gate. Imagine thequeues well be able to get outside like.

And inside heaven, God sitting on a fluffywhite cloud, with the blue sky all aroundbeing worried that having the angelsdecked out only in blue and white meansthey cant see each other. Paul telling Godhe sounds just like Alec Ferguson.

Paul suggesting a web-cam subscriptionservice, Pay-per-Paradise.

God in a right strop trying to find out whoput the Darlo this way sign pointing to thefiery pit.

St. Peter arguing with Paul that they dontneed a press box because the Mullet is the

only journalist ever to get to heaven.Yes heaven will be a much changed place

like. Thankfully I was privileged enough to knowthe man making the changes.

Bob DeCosemo

Many people have spoken atgreat length about the type of

man Paul Mullen was and whatthey are saying is very true. Hewas and will always be rememberedfor being Hartlepool United throughand through.

I spent many a wet and windy winters nightat the Vic and plenty of away venues, pitch sidewith Paul only a few metres away from me.Why, do I hear you ask?... Well, amongst Paul'smany skills he was an accomplished photog-rapher. He would often come up to me and askme if I had a goal or tackle during the game. Atthis point when the question was asked I startedto dislike Paul as I knew what was coming next.

when I replied with Nope I missed it Paulwould look at me with that tilt of his head and his

smile as he said That's ok, Frank you canalways get mine! GRRRRRRRRRRR! Thenwhen Paul was ill he would still walk past me atthe games and say Did you get that one thenFrank?, and when I said no he would walk onby for a few steps and turn back and remind meof the many times he did and I DIDNT!!!

So when you are next at the Vic and yousee me looking up into the sky I am not stargazing, I will be telling Paul that I missedanother one!

Paul Mullen a great character indeed.Frank Reid


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The current denizens of theVictoria Park Press Box arehopefully aware how lucky theyare in their dealings with Pools.

In the olden days, when four ofus covered matches from an old

pigeon cree in the Clarence Roadstand, we got no help from the club at all ... justgrief.

The media still get the occasional grief, butat least now it's sugar-coated, and most of thereason for that is down to one man ... PaulMullen.

The club's first full-time press officer, who sosadly died recently, was a natural for the job ...he loved Pools, he knew a bit about the media,and he knew what they wanted.

At some clubs not a million miles away fromthe Vic (actually ALL the North East's big three,if we want to name names) the press officeappears to exist in order to keep the media at

arm's length, away from the real stories andaway from the personalities at the club.

At Pools, it appears to work the other wayround, and that's thanks to Paul Mullen. It's myguess that he annoyed the hell out of hisemployers on occasions because he wanted to

be straight with the press while they wanted totry to hide things from them.

At certain clubs (go on, guess) thejobsworths who operate press offices do as theyare told and are a pain in the bum.

Paul Mullen, on the other hand, was adelight to work with. If he could help he would, ifhe couldnt hed say so and apologise.

Not for him the devious, behind-the-scenesmanipulating that goes on so often elsewhere.He wanted to do the best he could for Pools,

and he took the course of action so many othersignore honesty and integrity rather thandishonesty and deceit.

What a refreshing change he was when hewas appointed, how wonderful that those whoworked with him and have since taken over fromhim appear to be following the same path.

What a pity others at others clubs cant doso.

Paul Mullen was a rarity a press officerwho actually HELPED the press.

And what a good bloke as well.

Sentinel

I have many fond personalmemories of Paul, both throughhis early work at MB and ofcourse his official capacity asPools Media Manager, but moreso and importantly as a friendand fellow Pools fan. Paul

travelled to many away games in our company,and at times he was behind the wheel. Paul onmany occasions would drive up to the entranceof the official car park, in what we would affec-tionately call the Mullett Bullet, wind the windowdown and proudly announce Paul Mullen,Hartlepool United and after the steward on dutyhad glanced down the list on his clip board, theresponse would be "sorry you're not on the list,you can't come in". This regular occurrencenever ceased to have us chuckling and

sniggering in the back of the motor, as Paulwould strive to find a parking spot down a sidestreet. I'm sure on this occasion, his final

journey, Paul on reaching those Pearly Gates,will still announce Paul Mullen, HartlepoolUnited and no doubt St. Peter will have nohesitation in letting him through". We evenstayed in digs together i.e. Plymouth and Exeter,and of course we enjoyed Pools first visit toHolland. Many happy memories, and right good

laughs. I could spend hours relating stories, andpoor Paul, many times was the straight man andthe butt of many jokes, but he laughed alongwith them. Paul of course took THAT photo of

Anth Lormor and me, and it was Paul whomanaged to get Anth to sign the Pools awayshirt that is proudly displayed here at my home. Iwas chuffed to be able to attend his 50thbirthday bash at the Victoria Lounge and helphim celebrate, and I was thrilled to be able toinvite him along to my 40th birthday celebrations

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I dont remember when I firstmet Paul, other than when I wentto southern away matches.Paulwas part of that select group thatalways seemed to be there, makingthe journey from Hartlepool. Nomatter what the current plight of our

beloved Hartlepool United FC, and this was the1980s, so there were many such plights, Paulalways retained an incisive sense of humour

and eternal optimism that one day, somehow,the team would make good.

When Money Business came along it wastruly a godsend for distant supporters likemyself, and home based supporters alike herewas a humorous view of the team we supported

remember this was way before the days ofInternet communication and provided anexcellent counterpoint to the official line held inthe club programmes and the minimal amount ofmedia coverage.

My first communication with Paul wasthanking the MB team for a great read and toask for more articles on past heroes and villains.His reply was along the lines of thanks for thecomments, why dont you write something forMB?. Ive been writing on and off since thoseearly days.

Through MB I got to know Paul well. AtWallace & Gromits and Jacquelines wedding Ispent quite a time with Paul and realised that wewere both at the same college in Barking, Essexat the same time but didnt know each other. We

only found out when we were comparing thebands we had seen at the time and the venues

we had seen them at. For the record, some ofthe bands we discussed were: Family, Quintes-sence, Hawkwind, Pink Fairies and Pink Floyd.

I have many happy memories of Paul, andone that always amuses me was at a Tuesdayevening match in March, at the Vic, about 5years ago. I think it was against Brighton. Paulwas by now working for the club and wearing asuit to matches. Whilst the match was inprogress HAngus came over to us and we were

all earnestly discussing the match and the stateof the club, Paul in his suit, me in jeans andbiker jacket with an oversized monkey in fullPools kit, just as if it were an everyday event.

Towards the end of last season we met upwith Paul and Christine at Rushden. This wasPauls first away match for quite a while. It wasobvious that the journey down had been tiringfor Paul, yet he still had time for the manysupporters who wanted to chat and retained hissense of humour and eternal optimism. We metagain at Bristol for the second leg of the playoffs where I sat next to him. After the disap-pointing end to the match was the only time Isaw him lost for words.

Paul bore his illness with dignity and re-mained a true Hartlepool supporter to the end.His work for the club contributed to the teamsgreater standing and improved supporter basewhilst his earlier 'work' in Monkey Business keptsupporters smiling during many a low period. Ithas been a privilege to have known Paul. He willbe sadly missed but long remembered.

Alan Essex (A.E.)

dignity and you could see how much working for- and supporting - Hartlepool United meant tohim.

In the later stages of his illness, Paul hadbeen working from home and it is difficult tothink that he is no longer there to give his input

and advice - it was invaluable. Theres not muchwe do at the Club without first thinking abouthow Paul would go about it - I only hope he islooking down agreeing with our actions!

Paul left us with a superb Official Websiteand the team and myself will try to maintain theexceptional standards that he made the norm.Itll be a challenge but well do our best, Paul.

Ill miss you mate.Mark Simpson, Pools World



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Mr Paul Mullen. A gentleman,and a mate.

I'd known him for over 20 years,and I can honestly say that I neverheard him slag off, complain about,or verbally put down one single

solitary person ...despite muchprovocation. When I found out that Paul was tobe involved in the exciting new fanzine "MonkeyBusiness" in 1989 I was delighted, for nobody Iknew, or have known since, had anything likethe knowledge of Hartlepool United FC that Paulhad. I knew the fanzine was in the right hands.

Over the next few years my articlesappeared in at least twenty MB's, and I was afrequent visitor to Monkey Mansions, Paul'stremendous office in Swanage Grove. Up untilthat point I thought that I was the only personwho religiously collected Pools memorabilia, theonly person with my programmes in chrono-logical order, the only person with video collec-tions of Pools goals taped off the telly... No.Paul was the same, a kindred figure but with theadditional bonus of his "Little Blue Book". Letme tell you this... that book has handwrittendetails of EVERY SINGLE HUFC GAME thatPaul attended... and there were thousands! Theteams, scorers, attendances... just the job forthe world's stattos, like me and Paul!

Frequent media appearances started to rollin. When a manager was sacked, Paul would beinterviewed by Northern Life. When a Chairmandisappeared, it would be "Paul Mullen, FanzineEditor" that Look North spoke to. He was good.

In 1997 I went over to his house to drop somestuff in for the next issue. He turned hiscomputer on. "Have a look at this" he said. "I'mon the Internet!" I had no idea what he was onabout. "What, you mean - all this stuff comesdown the phone line?" I asked, scratching my

head as he unveiled the "Pools Mailing List", thefirst HUFC messageboard I'd ever seen. Unreal...and it was only 7 years ago!

It was only a matter of time until his big"Internet" thingy caught on, and sure enoughPaul nabbed the job we all really wanted. MediaManager at The Vic. Even though this techni-cally put him "On The Other Side", Paulremained a good friend, and eventually a few ofhis Monkey Bizz contributors made the switchtoo... to the official Programme. We gave him afew problems and all! It wasn't easy having tothink about who you might upset in articles,especially after 8 years of slating TheClub/Chairmen/Players etc!! Eventually, the clubgot its own Website, run by Paul. It's a credit tohim.

Last year, my band the Passion Killers hadthe honour of playing at Paul's 50th Birthdaycelebrations in the Vic Lounge. He'd seen theband at least twenty or thirty times over theyears, so we decided to surprise him by doing aChris Rea song ...his musical hero. Paul was

well-pleased and gave us a massive thumbs-upfrom the back wall. The party was a corker ...areal celebration, and we presented him with aBingo Machine (See photo!) ...did you know heused to be a Bingo Caller at Seaton Carew??!!

By this time Paul's illness hadstarted to kick in, and he was finding ithard to remain working. I can wellremember him commentating on ouraway game at Tranmere in 2003, andhaving to stop at half-time ...he'd simply

run out of breath. At Bristol City in theplay-offs I was OK until I saw Paul atthe end. He looked shattered. I justhugged him and cried. Sounds daft,that's how it happened. I would haveloved it if he'd have seen Pools in theFirst Division.

His funeral was quite simply thebest I've been to, if there can be such athing.

Christine and Andrew, you shouldbe proud of Paul. I'm proud to have

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It is with great sadness butvery happy memories that I writethis article as a tribute to mygood friend, Paul Mullen. I've noneed to go into details about howmuch Paul did for Pools as many,

many people have said and writtenso much about him since his death. I would liketo share a couple of funny stories about him asI'm sure that's how he would like to be remem-bered. We were playing Leyton Orient away acouple of years ago, I think it was an EasterBank Holiday, and Paul kindly offered to drive.So we set off with me in the front and Smytheand Rookie in the back. Everything was goingswimmingly and we were all chatting andlooking forward to the game. Little did we know

that this was going to turn out to be one of thefunniest away trips we had allbeen on and a completepersonal disaster for Paul.The trouble started when westopped at Watford Gapservices on the way for a littlebreak. Paul was natteringaway as he was parking upand slightly misjudged the 6inch kerb. There was anawful crunching sound ofmetal and we jumped out tocheck it. Luckily it looked fineand as none of us arerenowned for our mechanicalability we set off again nonethe wiser. We got to theground with no problems andwent to pull into the car park.Paul wound his window down as the stewardapproached and uttered what was to become alegendary sentence: "Paul Mullen, Hartlepool

United".The reason this became legendary is that

this was the first of many times he uttered thesewords only to be told he wasn't on the list. Theremust have been at least ten clubs who turnedPaul away at the gate. At Cheltenham one timePaul was not with us so we tried his immortalsentence at their car park. To our utter aston-ishment and amusement, it worked! Paularrived half an hour later to be turned awayonce again.

Back to the Orient trip. After eventuallyfinding somewhere to park and nearly hittingBarry Hearn's Rolls Royce, we watched the

game and I think we got beat. We were all on abit of a downer as we were driving back but Paulwas soon to cheer us up as his day was aboutto go from bad to worse. After about 30 miles,we heard a scraping noise and could see sparkscoming off the road. Pulling onto the hard

shoulder, it became obvious that the little bumpinto the kerb we had on the way down nowmeant that half of the front underside of theMullet Bullet was hanging off. Paul got straightunder the car to try and fix it. As I've alreadymentioned, Paul was not particularly good at carmechanics and after about 20 minutes under-neath he emerged looking like Al Jolson. Hehad been trying to rip the bottom of the car offand got covered in grime. Smythe, Rookie andmyself were rolling around on the grass laughing

at him and even though he was getting visiblystressed as he still hadn't donehis match report for thewebsite, he was determined tomend the problem.

We limped along back toWatford Gap services, whereSmythe got straight on theinternet to tell the world of ouradventure and Paul got backunderneath the car. In the endhe gave up trying to wreck hiscar and turned to plan B. Fromthe boot, he pulled out twoluminous pink surf straps andtied them around the bonnet.Once again we couldn't controlour laughter and even Paulwas starting to see the funnyside, that was until I passed

comment that the battered stock car on a trailernearby was in a better state than the MulletBullet.

There are loads more funny stories I couldwrite about Paul and I'm sure other contributorswill have their own memories, like when wefound out he used to be a bingo caller and fromthen on, all directions to away games weregiven out as, "take the M six and two, sixty-two"or the time in Holland where a very camplooking business man came out of nowhere andasked Paul to go for a drink with him. So I willleave other stories up to them. It just leaves meto say a massive thank you, Paul, for everything

you have done for me and I will sadly miss you.Stuart Drummond(Mayor of Hartlepool, and formerly HAngus)

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WORLD

Pictures of Paul, clockwise from top left: as guest vocalist for the Passion Killers, behind thecamera for Pools World, taking photos at the Vic, making efficient use of travelling time after an

away match, and finally, supporting Pools with his charges on Sky TVs Soccer a.m.

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