On the way from the bus stop to the house this evening, I had to cross a road. And while I was waiting, two , shall we say, large chav girls came over. I was listening to my mp3 player, and if I am honest, pretending that they weren't there. Then I became aware that one was waving a hand in front of me...
"Helloooo!"
"Oh." Unplugs himself from the music. "Hello."
"Oh, so you are alive then?"
"That would appear to be true, well done."
Girls looks very confused this. "Wha?"
"Never mind. What do you want?"
"Nuffin really. Just a chat and stuff."
"Can your friend here not talk?"
"Yeah. Jus, you know, fort you'd ave summink good to say."
"Right. That's erm, nice of you."
"Well?"
"Well what?"
"Do you ave summink good to say?"
"Not really, I'm trying to listen to something."
"Oh right. Fine. You're so f***in rude"
"And you've just wasted two minutes of my f***in life. Bye."
I feel a bit ashamed by that. I don't swear that often. But I'm also strangely proud...
Wednesday, October 11, 2006
Monday, October 09, 2006
Now Is The Time...
Right now, I am not attached to any church. I’m not part of a family, and if I’m honest, not really concentrating on my faith as much as I should be. But there are some things that remind me what I’m missing.I haven’t seen delirious? live for a couple of years now. Still bought the records and kept an eye on the website, but I haven’t been to a gig. There are many reasons for that. But I guess nothing can replace the live feeling – the tingling as everyone raises their hands to salute the reason for all of this. The unbridled joy that rises from your chest when you are one of hundreds singing the chorus with the band.
The new delirious? release is a live dvd/cd set, which comes fairly close to recreating the memories I have of sweaty nights in the Shepherd’s Bush Empire, or Camden Underworld… The choice of tracks is stunning – doesn’t overlap with any of the other 4 (!) live albums they’ve released [has any other band ever released that many live albums?!] and the set deftly crosses lines between the breathless rock-out tunes and the more humble ones.
Not only that, but the dvd set is slightly different to the cd set, and the extra materials on the dvd are pretty good too – as you’d expect from the D:boys.
It’s not just a good live rock album, it’s a great worship album. And while it’s helped blow away some cobwebs in the last couple of days, my mind is focussing a little better on God.
Things aren’t easy at the moment, and the temptation to give up is always strong – but every time I forget that placing every thing in His hands is the best thing I can do, every time I start to think that there’s actually no good way through, or nothing good that can happen, He proves me wrong.
It’s annoying that I need that much convincing. I know He is always there, so why should I doubt it? I guess because I am human. And that’s what we do. Stupid, aren't we?
As if the monobrow wasn't enough...
There's another point to Mr C. de Burgh's existence... other than the obvious - composing distinctly mediocre - at best - songs for middle-aged women to go gooey over...
I love the quote in the middle of the article:
Brilliant. I'd hate to think he was disconnected from them... Does that mean he has specific "piano hands" that he attaches before he goes on stage? I'd like to see that. As long as I could have earplugs, obviously.
(Click on the title of this post to see the article...)
I love the quote in the middle of the article:
He said his musical work meant he was "connected very
strongly" to his hands.
Brilliant. I'd hate to think he was disconnected from them... Does that mean he has specific "piano hands" that he attaches before he goes on stage? I'd like to see that. As long as I could have earplugs, obviously.
(Click on the title of this post to see the article...)
Friday, October 06, 2006
27 Going on 50... (Part 2)
- I look utterly daft in baseball caps.
- I’d rather be comfortable than fashionable.
- Drinking myself half to death has no appeal to me (but drinking does – I’d just rather hold on to what’s left of my dignity occasionally).
- I would rather get the stopping train than the fast, because I’ll have more time to read.
- I prefer fountain pens to biros. (I don’t know whether that makes me old or “uncool”, but its certainly unusual. Apparently.)
- Leather wingback chairs are one of the most comfortable things in the world. Unless you’re wearing shorts. In which case, you are a moron to go anywhere vaguely NEAR leather furniture.
- I baulk at the price of a cup of tea or coffee. (But I still buy one)
- I am rubbish at all but the simplest of video games (I’m not bad at one of the Spongebob Squarepants ones, but that’s it. Seriously. Even football games have to be on the easy levels for me to win. And that makes it boring because I win 8-0 and its not a challenge).
- I get up far too early every morning. (OK, so that’s for work and to look after Luke, but its still true enough)
- I am reluctant to queue at bus stops. (That’s not true, but I’ve made my point, I think…)
- I do not understand text speak. Sorry – I dun undrstnd txt spk. I’m sure they teach about vowels in schools still. Yes, you heard me, vwls.
- I don’t have the first idea why people think that going out for a drink in Tracksuit bottoms is a good idea. They may be comfortable, and they go with the baggy t-shirt and baseball cap you’re wearing - but they make you look like you’ve just got up, and they’ll soak up anything you spill…
- No matter how ashamed I am of this, as its not really me… I actually tutted at someone recently.
- The time I go to bed is an important piece of information to me.
- I am fussy about the type of tea I drink.
- I don’t find Jackass remotely funny. In fact, if they get hurt, I sometimes catch myself thinking, “That’ll teach them a lesson” or “That should knock some sense into them”.
- And I am usually slightly disappointed to realise that it hasn't knocked some sense into them. They're still there. Maiming themselves. Please, someone hold my sides, I may fall apart.
- R ’n’ B music to me, is what became rock ’n’ roll. Don’t see Beyonce in Blue Suede Shoes. Impostor.
- I still remember watching John Barnes score for England versus Brazil in 1984 (albeit vaguely)…
- I was one of the people who helped Chesney Hawkes get his one and only chart hit.
- I have boxes of Cassette singles.
- I used to read Look-in and Smash Hits (when it was "good").
- I’d rather be comfortable than fashionable.
- Drinking myself half to death has no appeal to me (but drinking does – I’d just rather hold on to what’s left of my dignity occasionally).
- I would rather get the stopping train than the fast, because I’ll have more time to read.
- I prefer fountain pens to biros. (I don’t know whether that makes me old or “uncool”, but its certainly unusual. Apparently.)
- Leather wingback chairs are one of the most comfortable things in the world. Unless you’re wearing shorts. In which case, you are a moron to go anywhere vaguely NEAR leather furniture.
- I baulk at the price of a cup of tea or coffee. (But I still buy one)
- I am rubbish at all but the simplest of video games (I’m not bad at one of the Spongebob Squarepants ones, but that’s it. Seriously. Even football games have to be on the easy levels for me to win. And that makes it boring because I win 8-0 and its not a challenge).
- I get up far too early every morning. (OK, so that’s for work and to look after Luke, but its still true enough)
- I am reluctant to queue at bus stops. (That’s not true, but I’ve made my point, I think…)
- I do not understand text speak. Sorry – I dun undrstnd txt spk. I’m sure they teach about vowels in schools still. Yes, you heard me, vwls.
- I don’t have the first idea why people think that going out for a drink in Tracksuit bottoms is a good idea. They may be comfortable, and they go with the baggy t-shirt and baseball cap you’re wearing - but they make you look like you’ve just got up, and they’ll soak up anything you spill…
- No matter how ashamed I am of this, as its not really me… I actually tutted at someone recently.
- The time I go to bed is an important piece of information to me.
- I am fussy about the type of tea I drink.
- I don’t find Jackass remotely funny. In fact, if they get hurt, I sometimes catch myself thinking, “That’ll teach them a lesson” or “That should knock some sense into them”.
- And I am usually slightly disappointed to realise that it hasn't knocked some sense into them. They're still there. Maiming themselves. Please, someone hold my sides, I may fall apart.
- R ’n’ B music to me, is what became rock ’n’ roll. Don’t see Beyonce in Blue Suede Shoes. Impostor.
- I still remember watching John Barnes score for England versus Brazil in 1984 (albeit vaguely)…
- I was one of the people who helped Chesney Hawkes get his one and only chart hit.
- I have boxes of Cassette singles.
- I used to read Look-in and Smash Hits (when it was "good").
Thursday, October 05, 2006
27 Going on 50... (Part 1)
I’ve had a realisation (with the help of the great Dave Gorman’s bloggy-news page). I’m getting old rather quickly. It’s either that or I am even more firmly “uncool” by today’s standards…
- I am already a 'man of hobbies' (albeit if I'd like one or two of them to become my profession).
- I like nothing more than a cup of tea/pint of bitter or ale and a nice sit down with some one or people I like.
- I have been known to use the phrase "I'm not going in there, there are no seats left…" and "what does she think she's wearing?".
- I even grew a beard briefly last year, after Luke was born (I lasted four days. And when I shaved, my face was red from all the scratching I had done when it irritated me) - and that just seals it.
- I don't smoke a pipe yet, but I do own a dressing gown and slippers.
- I also would love a monacle.
- The last time I went to buy an umbrella, I seriously considered getting a big one that doesn't fold down to the size of a 5p piece, just because I guessed I was grown up now.
- I fall asleep in front of the TV. Regularly.
- I have been known to willingly watch News24.
- Lager makes me feel sick – it tastes like the product of a child who’s been on a cola-induced bender all day (fizzy wee). I’d far rather sip at a pint of real ale/bitter.
- I remember discontinued sweets – and when Polos only cost 12p (and have friends I talk this over with).
- I listen to prog rock on a regular basis.
- And I am proud of it.
- I like Richard Curtis films.
- I am very proud that I am “uncool”. And I would be prepared to wear a badge or tshirt that says that. [Then we’ll see who’s cool, won’t we, chumps?]
Thankfully though, I still don’t read the Daily Mail or the Evening Standard. I’m not falling for that…
I am sure I will come up with more reasons I am old/”uncool”. For that reason, I will make this just Part 1...
Worms make you scream
Oddly enough, after a distinctly un-wild evening, I find myself feeling like my head’s been kicked in by a man wearing concrete boots and then had to listen to Ken Livingstone give a 3 hour speech on how brilliant he is.
The reason is Luke – the poor little man did not have a good night last night and that was because of a trip to the park… Aside from playing football with his mummy and making a new friend, he decided he wanted to stop and eat some worm casts. The result was a small man with a nasty tummy ache screaming his little head off, pausing only to make parping noises that would make a Sonic Boom sound like a pin drop.
It does make me wonder. Nikki goes back to work on the Monday after next, and I wonder if he’s realised something big is happening and is trying to get as much of his mummy’s attention as possible. He seems to push me away if I go to get him and call for his mummy…
The reason is Luke – the poor little man did not have a good night last night and that was because of a trip to the park… Aside from playing football with his mummy and making a new friend, he decided he wanted to stop and eat some worm casts. The result was a small man with a nasty tummy ache screaming his little head off, pausing only to make parping noises that would make a Sonic Boom sound like a pin drop.
It does make me wonder. Nikki goes back to work on the Monday after next, and I wonder if he’s realised something big is happening and is trying to get as much of his mummy’s attention as possible. He seems to push me away if I go to get him and call for his mummy…
Monday, September 25, 2006
I'm sure no one reads this anymore. But I'm going to keep going anyway...
I am convinced no one reads this. But never mind, it’s my little space and I’ll keep it going. There is lots to be updated here. There’s Luke, his first holiday, his third tooth and 30 consecutive steps; there’s the allotment (now officially renamed Lottie, as it is marginally easier to pronounce) – which is developing at a relatively speedy rate.
BUT, I’ll save some of it. The first holiday and the rest can wait until I have managed to upload the pictures onto flickr, which should be in a day or so. I know that this blog has become a catalogue of things I promise and never get round to, so maybe that’s an empty threat, but I’m halfway there already, so it shouldn’t be too much hassle!
Lottie. Ah, Lottie. I’ll be honest, allotments used to strike me as a bit of a waste of time. But after a year of Nikki and I spending a lot of our time inside looking after and playing with Luke, and me being cooped in an office all week, anything that means we’re outside for more than twenty minutes is very, very welcome!
That said, it’s not just getting out that made the allotment idea attractive. There is also the fact that we could produce our own organic fruit and veg without having to pay the excess amounts that supermarkets charge you for it. And now I am so far down the road to being a vegetarian (living and cooking and sharing meals with a veggie tends to mean that most of the food is veggie, and that’s not a bad thing), organic veg is becoming quite important to us – especially as it’s the only veg we can give Luke that’s guaranteed not to have anything obnoxious in it…
So, back in July, we got a plot. It’s pretty big, as you’ll see from the pictures that WILL be up on this [link]. There is a lot of work to do, but we already have a few things going in – there’s a group of herbs in one corner, which surround two strawberry plants, and last weekend we added some onions and cabbages, and then some rhubarbs too… We have a blueberry bush and two aubergine plants too… There is a long list of things to go in during the next month or so, and I have by no means got the memory to keep track of them, so I’ll mention them as they get planted.
I must mention, however, that we are – sadly – currently in a state of war.
With slugs.
I HATE the little beggars. And there are hundreds of the little things hiding in the long grass round the edge of the plot waiting for darkness. As soon as the sun falls and there’s no one around to work on the plot, they strike, ambushing the defenceless veggies like there’s no tomorrow. We’ve already lost what fruit we did have there and some of the leaves off cabbages, onions and rhubarb. Gits.
More soon… If you’re unlucky.
BUT, I’ll save some of it. The first holiday and the rest can wait until I have managed to upload the pictures onto flickr, which should be in a day or so. I know that this blog has become a catalogue of things I promise and never get round to, so maybe that’s an empty threat, but I’m halfway there already, so it shouldn’t be too much hassle!
Lottie. Ah, Lottie. I’ll be honest, allotments used to strike me as a bit of a waste of time. But after a year of Nikki and I spending a lot of our time inside looking after and playing with Luke, and me being cooped in an office all week, anything that means we’re outside for more than twenty minutes is very, very welcome!
That said, it’s not just getting out that made the allotment idea attractive. There is also the fact that we could produce our own organic fruit and veg without having to pay the excess amounts that supermarkets charge you for it. And now I am so far down the road to being a vegetarian (living and cooking and sharing meals with a veggie tends to mean that most of the food is veggie, and that’s not a bad thing), organic veg is becoming quite important to us – especially as it’s the only veg we can give Luke that’s guaranteed not to have anything obnoxious in it…
So, back in July, we got a plot. It’s pretty big, as you’ll see from the pictures that WILL be up on this [link]. There is a lot of work to do, but we already have a few things going in – there’s a group of herbs in one corner, which surround two strawberry plants, and last weekend we added some onions and cabbages, and then some rhubarbs too… We have a blueberry bush and two aubergine plants too… There is a long list of things to go in during the next month or so, and I have by no means got the memory to keep track of them, so I’ll mention them as they get planted.
I must mention, however, that we are – sadly – currently in a state of war.
With slugs.
I HATE the little beggars. And there are hundreds of the little things hiding in the long grass round the edge of the plot waiting for darkness. As soon as the sun falls and there’s no one around to work on the plot, they strike, ambushing the defenceless veggies like there’s no tomorrow. We’ve already lost what fruit we did have there and some of the leaves off cabbages, onions and rhubarb. Gits.
More soon… If you’re unlucky.
Thursday, August 24, 2006
A bleary-eyed, very brief edition of "Luke's Corner"
Luke has been sleeping really badly - culminating in last night, where I was up every half an hour until 4am with him, while Nik was waking up everytime she did, so neither of us got much that resembled sleep... I certainly got less than an hour (between 4 and 5am). We're a little worried that he's a bit ill, so we'll be keeping an eye on what he's like and how he behaves over the weekend and working out whether a trip to the doctors is in order (hopefully not the one who had a go at him for peeing when she took his nappy off...)
It's a major reason in my lack of updates - and its not like there's nothing to say - we have an allotment now, and the first plants have gone in already, so we're very proud and rather excited!
The wonderful Stokke Xplory broke spectacularly last week with a mysterious fault - one of the back legs lost a screw and split open all the way down, and stopped the breaks working. Not sure how this happened - we don't even use it that much, and certainly don't do anything unusual or particularly wearing to it.
Seeing as its meant to be suitable from birth - 4 years, it's not very encouraging that so much can go wrong in the first 10 months of use... [the leg break isn't the only problem we've had - the parasol broke off when Luke gave it a tug (he managed to shear the metal, so either he's a lot stronger than anyone we know or there was a fault with it), the rubber coating on the inside of the rain hood is flaking off, and the dye in the material started to run, destroying some of his clothes - we're open-minded people, but a boy in a pink shirt isn't a good look. It looks terrible on men, let alone babies...]
I'm also moving posts in the division - from being responsible for Creative Industries, I'll be responsible for Arts policy from the 18 September (when I come back from holiday), which is exciting!
I'll come back over the weekend and give the allotment story!
It's a major reason in my lack of updates - and its not like there's nothing to say - we have an allotment now, and the first plants have gone in already, so we're very proud and rather excited!
The wonderful Stokke Xplory broke spectacularly last week with a mysterious fault - one of the back legs lost a screw and split open all the way down, and stopped the breaks working. Not sure how this happened - we don't even use it that much, and certainly don't do anything unusual or particularly wearing to it.
Seeing as its meant to be suitable from birth - 4 years, it's not very encouraging that so much can go wrong in the first 10 months of use... [the leg break isn't the only problem we've had - the parasol broke off when Luke gave it a tug (he managed to shear the metal, so either he's a lot stronger than anyone we know or there was a fault with it), the rubber coating on the inside of the rain hood is flaking off, and the dye in the material started to run, destroying some of his clothes - we're open-minded people, but a boy in a pink shirt isn't a good look. It looks terrible on men, let alone babies...]
I'm also moving posts in the division - from being responsible for Creative Industries, I'll be responsible for Arts policy from the 18 September (when I come back from holiday), which is exciting!
I'll come back over the weekend and give the allotment story!
Sunday, August 06, 2006
Everywhere you go, you always take the weather with you...
I have an alibi, I tell you...
From: http://news.sky.com/skynews/article/0,,30200-13536210,00.html
“…Officials said eastern Cuba's north coast and southern Florida should monitor the storm.
Chris disintegrated into a mass of thunderstorms when winds fell to 35 mph, below the 39-mph threshold for a tropical storm.
Experts had predicted Chris would be in the Gulf of Mexico, at the Texas-Mexico border, by Wednesday.
The storm's remnants were expected to drop up to two inches of rain across the Dominican Republic, Haiti, the Turks and Caicos, the Bahamas and eastern Cuba.
Southeastern Bahamas and the Turks and Caicos Islands remained under tropical storm warnings.
Residents were told to prepare for bad weather arriving within 24 hours.
Experts have predicted another active Atlantic hurricane season. But nothing like the record 28 storms seen in 2005, when hurricanes Katrina and Rita swept into Louisiana and Texas.
They shut down a quarter of US crude output and sent oil prices to then record highs.”
From: http://news.sky.com/skynews/article/0,,30200-13536210,00.html
“…Officials said eastern Cuba's north coast and southern Florida should monitor the storm.
Chris disintegrated into a mass of thunderstorms when winds fell to 35 mph, below the 39-mph threshold for a tropical storm.
Experts had predicted Chris would be in the Gulf of Mexico, at the Texas-Mexico border, by Wednesday.
The storm's remnants were expected to drop up to two inches of rain across the Dominican Republic, Haiti, the Turks and Caicos, the Bahamas and eastern Cuba.
Southeastern Bahamas and the Turks and Caicos Islands remained under tropical storm warnings.
Residents were told to prepare for bad weather arriving within 24 hours.
Experts have predicted another active Atlantic hurricane season. But nothing like the record 28 storms seen in 2005, when hurricanes Katrina and Rita swept into Louisiana and Texas.
They shut down a quarter of US crude output and sent oil prices to then record highs.”
Tuesday, June 27, 2006
Shamefaced blogger...
Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear.
Shame on me. I've just noticed the last time I updated the blog. I'm absolutely ashamed.
So let's do a catch up then...
The main news is from Luke's corner - maybe that's a new part to my blog existence, "Luke's Corner"... - anyway, yes. The little man now has TWO bottom teeth! He's getting very good at using them - especially on Mummy and Daddy when he gets the chance (ie. when they don't move quick enough to get out of the way!), but occasionally, he does use them on food too - he is now a big fan of apriciots, mandarins, breadsticks, gingerbread men, moon biscuits and bananas.
He's eating not just purees now, but puree with lumps, and the finger-food I just mentioned...
He's very nearly walking - just started crawling (we weren't convinced he'd bother with the crawling stage, just get on with it and start walking around...), and has learnt to roll over onto his front (and is more than happy to sleep on his side, and sometimes on his front), and can also now sit himself up again from the crawling or lying position. Which is very impressive for such a young man (let's face it, most of us find that difficult at the best of times!), and is extremely cute to watch! There are two more teeth coming through on the top row too, so we're keeping an eye out for the additional pain when he bites us!
Other than that, I don't think there's much to tell. We're off to Kew Gardens on Saturday to celebrate my dad's birthday, which is great because its one of our favourite places (and somewhere Luke will get very sick of the sight of in the future...). Other than that, I'm planning the worship and some other stuff for the GOGI event (Go On Get Involved, for those not in the know...) which should be good - the only thing I'll give away about this is that its on the theme of Superheroes... But that's not till November, so I'm thinking about it now in the hope that I'll get more stuff out of it than I need and that it might lead me to extra inspiration for something.
I'm also taking a break from church for now. It's not permanent and doesn't mean, by any means, that I have lost faith. I think I said before that I've lost faith in people, but not God. Its just not practical for me to go at the moment - I need the time with Nikki and Luke, and I have to put them first. My faith has always been an intensely private thing for me - and huge group worship has never been something I have been overly impressed by - the only time its been particularly memorable for me is when there's been a personal moment for me in there. But I do need the company of others, and it makes me very sad that I don't feel part of the church in anyway and that I now feel I have to have a break from there, and even worse that my hopes of possibly being a young family connected to that church (even if that connection is just me) is not going to happen. It has made me wonder about the point of church altogether.
Anyway, to break up the confusion at the moment, I've been enjoying the world cup... Well, I say "enjoying" - not the England games - they've been painful at best, but I am optimistic about it all now - after all, we're in the quarter finals, and have a good chance of setting up a semi against either Brazil or France (either of which, on recent form I think we'd fancy our chances against if we hit some form). But there have been some good games, which I've really got into - the Argentina v.Mexico game in particular... I like Mexico, and they were one of my outside bets (not that I bet...I'm not on a footballer's wage...), so I think its a shame they've gone out. I am more interested in past world cups, though, so I've been watching some old highlights and stuff from world cups gone by, especially Mexico '86. Actually, that's something I've always wondered why there's not some kind of historical football computer game - one that allows you to play as, say the England team from 1986 and see if you can get further than the quarter finals, or the 1950 team and avoid losing to the USA... But maybe that's just me...
I'm going away now. I will be back regularly though... Watch this space...
Shame on me. I've just noticed the last time I updated the blog. I'm absolutely ashamed.
So let's do a catch up then...
The main news is from Luke's corner - maybe that's a new part to my blog existence, "Luke's Corner"... - anyway, yes. The little man now has TWO bottom teeth! He's getting very good at using them - especially on Mummy and Daddy when he gets the chance (ie. when they don't move quick enough to get out of the way!), but occasionally, he does use them on food too - he is now a big fan of apriciots, mandarins, breadsticks, gingerbread men, moon biscuits and bananas.
He's eating not just purees now, but puree with lumps, and the finger-food I just mentioned...
He's very nearly walking - just started crawling (we weren't convinced he'd bother with the crawling stage, just get on with it and start walking around...), and has learnt to roll over onto his front (and is more than happy to sleep on his side, and sometimes on his front), and can also now sit himself up again from the crawling or lying position. Which is very impressive for such a young man (let's face it, most of us find that difficult at the best of times!), and is extremely cute to watch! There are two more teeth coming through on the top row too, so we're keeping an eye out for the additional pain when he bites us!
Other than that, I don't think there's much to tell. We're off to Kew Gardens on Saturday to celebrate my dad's birthday, which is great because its one of our favourite places (and somewhere Luke will get very sick of the sight of in the future...). Other than that, I'm planning the worship and some other stuff for the GOGI event (Go On Get Involved, for those not in the know...) which should be good - the only thing I'll give away about this is that its on the theme of Superheroes... But that's not till November, so I'm thinking about it now in the hope that I'll get more stuff out of it than I need and that it might lead me to extra inspiration for something.
I'm also taking a break from church for now. It's not permanent and doesn't mean, by any means, that I have lost faith. I think I said before that I've lost faith in people, but not God. Its just not practical for me to go at the moment - I need the time with Nikki and Luke, and I have to put them first. My faith has always been an intensely private thing for me - and huge group worship has never been something I have been overly impressed by - the only time its been particularly memorable for me is when there's been a personal moment for me in there. But I do need the company of others, and it makes me very sad that I don't feel part of the church in anyway and that I now feel I have to have a break from there, and even worse that my hopes of possibly being a young family connected to that church (even if that connection is just me) is not going to happen. It has made me wonder about the point of church altogether.
Anyway, to break up the confusion at the moment, I've been enjoying the world cup... Well, I say "enjoying" - not the England games - they've been painful at best, but I am optimistic about it all now - after all, we're in the quarter finals, and have a good chance of setting up a semi against either Brazil or France (either of which, on recent form I think we'd fancy our chances against if we hit some form). But there have been some good games, which I've really got into - the Argentina v.Mexico game in particular... I like Mexico, and they were one of my outside bets (not that I bet...I'm not on a footballer's wage...), so I think its a shame they've gone out. I am more interested in past world cups, though, so I've been watching some old highlights and stuff from world cups gone by, especially Mexico '86. Actually, that's something I've always wondered why there's not some kind of historical football computer game - one that allows you to play as, say the England team from 1986 and see if you can get further than the quarter finals, or the 1950 team and avoid losing to the USA... But maybe that's just me...
I'm going away now. I will be back regularly though... Watch this space...
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