Where’s Woose?
IF ANYTHING GOT on our collective goats back in the day, it was the late great Ken Wootton’s insistence we keep ‘Where’s Woose?’ going.
For him at least, one tiny little picture of his head hidden in the pages of the mag he presided over for so long was most likely some form of recognition for the pound of flesh he served the title every fortnight. For us, his overworked staff dragged along with
