Read this on the Yeovil Official site Did you know? The city of Barnsley buys and uses up to eight times more chip pans than any other city. They love their chips.
We like chips n gravy dunt we? I'd be struggling to do a similar write-up for Yeovil......cant think of anything I could relate to their town?
Not a quiet, sleepy little place at all! I quoted them last year and I will add them again this year. Here are the lyrics to "Yeovil Town" which is a song written by the duo Show of Hands: It was ten years ago we did a show in a pub in Yeovil town but no one came we were packing in the rain hungry, we went to look around It was late and dark we stopped and we parked by a chippy in a one way street We hadn't ordered before in through the door came a nightmare swaying on his feet He was about my size red around the eyes smelling of glue and beer A dotted line across his throat "cut here" said the note I thought "I'd rather not be here" He came into my space a foot from my face I took my right hand slowly from my coat But he wasn't that slow "are ya gonna 'ave a go, are you man or a mouse" and I quote In Yeovil town Well the scars on his head went well with the web of the Spiderman tattooed on his ear My heart in overtime pumped a heady red wine of anger, adrenalin and fear. Then in from the rain a heavy metal couple came, the frozen moment passed Our order arrived I pushed him aside and we were outside looking in the glass With our food in our laps staring at the maps searching for the way out town Then round the bend came our new friend, Phil said "lets run the ******* down" That night in Yeovil In Yeovil town Well he started up the car he wasn't too far away staggering in the middle of the road I saw the fright in the white headlights oh God we only just slowed He put his hands out, gave the front a clout and seeing it was us inside Threw his chips on the floor staggered round to my door, was the moment the engine died That night in Yeovil In Yeovil town I was struggling with the lock he was picking up a rock finally the engine fired We sped into the night we hadn't touched a bite you know we nearly retired Well the moral of this song won't take long You might want to write this down Don't tempt fate, never eat late and stay away from Yeovil town Don't tempt fate, never eat late and stay away from Yeovil town.
