Peterhead FCI was just settling down with my wife to watch some saturday night television at about 9 o'clock when the phone rang. It was a man with a very deep scottish accent, he explained the reason for his call and it turned out he was the chairman of Peterhead Football Club. He wanted me to meet one of his representatives at a resteraunt downtown at 10:30. At first i thought it was a joke but i got ready and drove down nevertheless.
I got there at about 10:20, waiting for me was a Scottish man with red hair and a long beard. We ordered some food and had a brief chat. When the meals arrived he pulled a contract out of his bag and slid it across the table to me. He said "Read it and sign the dotted line" in his deep voice. It took me a good 5 minutes to read it as it was very detailed and had everything in it such as accomodation, travel and even childcare! We don't even have kids! I rung my wife to make sure it was all ok, and surprisingly she wanted to move to Scotland! I signed the contract, shook the mans hand and drove home. Who would of thought that i could become a manager in the space of a couple of hours?
I got home at about 11:40 and the wife was still up waiting to congratulate me and see the contract. We immediately went on the internet to browse the many houses that Peterhead chairman Roger Morrison had given us to choose from. In the end we decided on a property just outside of Peterhead with 4 rooms incase we have friends or family round.
Our new houseI was still wondering why Peterhead would want to hire someone like me, hardly any managerial experience. Only an unsuccesful stint with non-league Vauxhall Motors. Anyway, it's done. They've hired me and i should just look forward now. In just a week i will be the new manager of Peterhead in Scotland. I'll have to tell my family soon, i'll leave that til the morning.
