was in a curry house in Rusholme one friday night after the clubs closed , about 2.30 am, in walks Jim Tolmie absolutely scuttered he was, let on to him but he could barely stand up, he then set about a massive curry & anothrer couple of lagers. Thought , bloody hell jim you should look after yourself a bit better when you`re out injured. Next day at maine rd the team run out and you guessed it out trots Jim Tolmie, he was fucking playing, couldnt believe it ! played well as well.