It was billed as Judgment Day and it did not disappoint. A result for Rupert and the boys if nobody else. Let us focus for a few minutes on the trails. Pinning Mr. Wenger and Mr. Mourinho against each other as time travelling killing machines. My Dad hates all theses trails, across the digital broadcaster […]
Tuesday 7th December 2004
Went to see the Incredibles on Sunday evening, with my sisters. This must have been the first time we had gone to the cinema as siblings since Benji the Hunted. That was over seventeen years ago, the UCI Wycombe Six has become the FilmWorks. How times have changed. Managing expectations. That is what must be […]
Sunday 28th November 2004
This must be a problem that faces many other of my fellow bloggers. What to include in this entry. What is so interesting that it can capture the imagination of my small readership? To be frank, my life is very dull, bland and at times characterless. Yet, I still somehow achieve to write about the […]
Saturday 9th October 2004
My weekend had until Friday been planned out for me. This had meant I would miss the England game. I was disappointed but knew a job had to be done and these sacrifices have to be made for the greater good. It was some consolation, that I would at least be able to get home […]
Sunday 8th August 2004
On the late shift at work this week, I decided to make the most of my free time in the mornings. A sensible person would have much better use of this time available to them, and spent it in bed. This was not something I wanted to do. Not with one of the world’s most […]
Wednesday 14th July 2004
For some strange reason, I have had the urge to drink original Lucozade for the past few weeks. At a young age, the strange bright orange liquid was always seen as some magic potion. Maybe because I only ever remember my Dad buying it to take for our grandmother when she was in hospital. I […]
Sunday 4th July 2004
This evening, I turn to the dreary subject of football and with it England. I have finally decided to discuss it, as the dust begins to settle, with the final taking place this evening. What I love about international tournaments, is how it turns everyone into football fans. Even those, who have not even a […]
Tuesday 22nd June 2004
Two days into my new job and new routine. I have to admit, even as invincible as I am to the daily commute, I am slightly tired. Firstly, let me guide you through my first official day. London and the bright lights of the City. It was hectic, that I had expected. But there were […]
Wednesday 16th June 2004
I start work on Monday. Although, somewhat nervous, apprehensive and generally daunted by the prospect of this new position in the City, I am trying to build up some confidence. I have been crawling around various websites, reading up the all important advice to make sure my first day goes swimmingly. It was during this […]
Monday 14th June 2004
Why do we do it? Why do the English national squad always press the self-destruct button? Why, in the last dying moments of the opening group game of an international tournament do we lose that all important concentration and fall flat on our faces? All that when you are in a commanding position for 90 […]