So Bob Wilson (still smarting, no doubt, from the drubbing handed to him by Don Rogers at Wembley 40 years ago) gets to do his bit at the County Ground and Dick Mattick is shunted out to the West Swindon library. There's no justice.
Mattick's original book was so badly edited that it made references to 'Swindown Town' on the back cover. Either that, or it was meticulously edited by an Oxford fan.
Don't knock Dick...he went to the same school as me, and as such it's lucky he can write at all. A school, so bad, that it was taken out of commission long ago, making Swindon Academy (Headlands) look like Eton.