Bobby Casino In Touch With His World

I received a text message from Bobby Casino on 07.06.11 at 19.30.  It was a welcome one at that because no-one had heard from him for days.  All he had to declare, word-for-word, including his spelling mistakes, was:

"i just thought ide cut my hair the same length as Marc's i wish i hadnt bothered i look like a fucking bowling ball"

That was enough for me to guffaw out loud!  Bearing in mind that I haven't properly outlined how I've decided to document him or even made him aware he is being documented, my reply was:

"Hahaha, daft cunt!
@BobbyCasinoSez! Hahaha"

Marc/MJ SoulBoy backed up the texts with his opinion of Bobby Casino's new trim:

"Have you seen his bald bons, it looks like a white cannonball with two comedy ears stuck on. Funny as fuck it.s worth a visit."

This is a mere example of the world Bobby Casino lives in!

He's Alive, He's Alive!!!

This is the cyber-outlet for the man, the legend, the defiance of medicine; Miles Robert Marley Dixon.  The man is well known from North to South of the British Isles coastline.  He is a cantankerous old cumudgeon of an ageing youngster universally known as Bobby Dixon.
A couple of friends & myself, a small group of brave & patient men who may lay claim to truly know him, have decided upon promoting that legend further through the means of this blog & the Twitter page @BobbyCasinoSez.
Bobby Casino is alive!!!
'Bobby Casino' because the man has never grown a day older than the day Wigan Casino was razed to the ground despite what the lines in his face, the sheep-teeth look, the stroke or, the fact he is right now, a cripple, say he has to be heard & seen to be believed.
It's a story that has to be told. Mainly about Lambrettas & how he's got, or had, every Northern Soul record ever pressed but all, at the very least, delivered in a way only Bobby Casino can.
Enjoy but beware.
Bobby Casino Lives!!!

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