On Bommy night ask Peel.if we can use the land opposite ten streets social to have a massive fire, with a huge Kenwright Guy on the top.

Let him billow up into the sky as ashes and smoke and be gone from our club forever. A fitting memorial for a man who's only interest was his own, an insatiable thirst to be seen as Mr Everton.

Undoubtedly the very worst thing to ever happen to the club.

I'm absolutely delighted I never have to listen to his lies ever again.

The twat.