Happy Birthday...

...Henke.

A paragon.

A beautiful individual

(And God knows they're as rare as hen's teeth.

Unless you're very lucky )

When you get in trouble and you don't know right from wrong...


...fukk that "give a little whistle" pish...

Just ask yerself....


W.W.H.D?

What would Henrik do???

That'll flat git it

Every fukkin time

Thank you Der Henkmeister

Gentleman...

Scholar...

All round solid cove...

Hunskelper extraodinaire

XX

OK...

It's a day late....


But still....


Someone you only slightly know.

And yet....


...summat happens in your heart...


...and you're reduced to a sobbing, quaking heap of rags on a Sunday afternoon in front of the wee portable TV in your bedroom.

How the fukk does that happen.

Jeez immo, you sure know how to get the eyes piping. thats thefirst time i,ve saw that.
what a guy(larsson i mean, though you run him close )
an incredible player with an incredible footballing brain.