The peasants are revolting - the official review of the Poole visit.

[DismalJimmy]

“You are just peasants.”

It was a phrase that summed up perfectly the Dismal Jimmies’ Saturday outing to Netley Hall, The Pooles’ imposing country pile, set in hundreds of acres of pleasant Shropshire countryside.

For as Adidas classics trod down the same grass as brogues and riding boots, it was clear the North Walians were a long way from home.

Their objectives were twofold. The first was to hand out flyers to the Salopian jet-set, letting them know about Colin Poole’s ignominious past. The second was to come-face to face with him, for a quiet word advising against involvement with Wales’ oldest professional club.

The chances are you already know all about Colin Poole – but if not, here’s Jimmy’s quick rundown:

He co-founded the company Claims Direct, a firm of ambulance chasing lawyers who dealt with personal injury claims. Claims Direct’s image suffered irrevocably as a consequence of a BBC Watchdog episode in 2000.

It was alleged Mr. Poole’s firm was ripping off its clients by hitting them with unexpected fees, leaving them with only a tiny fraction of their payout. In some cases people were said to be receiving just 2 per cent of the money they were expecting.

The share value dropped very quickly because of the bad press – but only after Poole had made his fortune from floating the business. He then had the audacity to offer investors 10p for shares they’d paid 180p for.

For his part in Claims direct, Poole has been disqualified as a company director until April 2018. He’s also more recently been struck off the roll of solicitors.

So it’s no surprise LL11 regulars reacted with horror – but not surprise – when it emerged he was the brains and cash behind bumbling ne’er-do-well Jon Harris’ takeover bid.

Action was needed, and in dire times, D Jimmy esquire has proven himself to be a particularly awkward foe.

What better way to show Poole up than to visit an equestrian event at Netley Hall? The Shropshire social elite could do without soccer oiks spoiling the party.

The Jimmies got to work, handing out flyers setting out in plain English why Poole isn’t wanted. But almost no time passed before they came face to face with the man himself. Standing around 6’4”, he was a cross between a lanky Proclaimer and Tim Robbins in The Player. A Jimmy took the opportunity to give him a leaflet, which he glanced at, before turning white.

They’d ruined his day. This was his chance to ingratiate himself with the aristocracy. He and his wife had organised an event to show off their fabulous wealth. To hammer home their well-heeled credentials. To show the horsey sorts that they could be counted in their number.

But, just as things were going so well, the Jimmies served him with a swift jab to the nose. A warning shot.

Poole hurriedly ran over to the group, speaking in hushed tones so as not to draw attention to this embarrassing situation. Unfortunately, he hadn’t considered what his wife’s reaction would be. Michelle Poole is a force of nature. Thick set, she is the spitting image of Mimi Maguire from Shameless. She has all the elegance of a drunken reveller trying to negotiate with the doormen who’ve just removed her from Yates’ Wine Lodge. She has the lairy, brooding presence of a heavyweight boxer.

Colin played his well-rehearsed role of the reassuring businessman. It’s the same face he showed Anne Robinson over ten years ago. He only wanted involvement with the club because he loves football. He waxed lyrical of his love for Luton town, about the protests he’d been involved with at Kenilworth Road. Quite why he wasn’t at Eastlands for the Hatters’ biggest game in years wasn’t explained. But he wants to see Wrexham thrive, as Shrewsbury town are.

Unfortunately, Michelle wasn’t just singing from a different hymn sheet, but belting out blasphemous Iron Maiden anthems. The burly woman lurched at the Jimmies, calling them peasants. “They’re the men off the stupid website!” She cried. “I said you should bankrupt them Colin!” She urged.

Her invective then took an uglier tone.

“Let that man-woman thing buy the club!” A distasteful jibe aimed at Stephanie Booth, who admittedly isn’t the Jimmies’ cup-of-tea, but has never been the subject of their transphobic hatred.

She went on – demanding names and addresses of the Jimmies. John Paskin, Andy Marriot, Mel Pejic and Karl Connolly were happy to oblige.

Every time Michelle opened her mouth, Colin winced. He is a fob-off merchant, a cool conman. But his undoing was his wife, laying bare Poole’s plans for the club, snobbishly attacking the Jimmies in the way only country land owners can.

The peasants were polite, articulate and reasonable. They ignored the provocation and continued to ask Poole questions. The answers echoed those of Hamilton, Gutterman and many others. They fooled no-one.

The Jimmies were asked to leave, and they did.
They’d been accused of gatecrashing a private party, when in truth it was a public event which had been well-advertised.

They will no doubt be tarred as idle troublemakers in the press. The more discerning Wrexham fans will be able to separate fact from fiction.

They went on their way having established a few facts. Colin Poole is the man behind Harris’ bid. He didn’t deny it. This is despite him being a disqualified director. His wife has pure contempt for Wrexham supporters. And they have both discussed the possibility of bankrupting Wrexham football club.

The Jimmies went on their way spurred on. They have identified a weak link in the Poole/Harris bid. And that is Michelle Poole, that yobbish hateful woman. Targeting her with legitimate peaceful protest could be the way forward. Now which of you peasants are in?

[Redabroad]

Well done Jimmy, glad someone is keeping us expats informed

[stevewxm]

Definately mutton dressed as mutton, not quite the right quote but true

[louisleftboot]

does she have a job or workplace?

[stevewxm]

Originally Posted by louisleftboot

does she have a job or workplace?

Wasnt she being led around town in witherspoons, train station etc

[cpr7]

Originally Posted by stevewxm

Wasnt she being led around town in witherspoons, train station etc

No that was a horse not a cow.

[OrientExpress]

excellent work sir dismal & the jimmy's

[smiffysarmy]

Another story from the rollercoaster ride that has been following Wrexham FC over the last 10 years.

Well done Jimmy for standing up to these people and keeping us all informed.

I feel sick to the stomach that these 'chancers' are involved in owning our club.

I also hope that Karl, Andy, John and Mel Pejic are not turned away at the turnsile next time they come and watch a match here!!!

[Cymro]

Originally Posted by OrientExpress

excellent work sir dismal & the jimmy's

A thoughtful, well - written piece. Amazing for a peasant.

[The Crimson Avenger]

OMG she does look like a fat Robbie Savage after all!!!!!!!!! She must love Colins beer gut.