It probably shouldn’t be done. But I was quite impressed with Messi’s goal last night as Barcelona beat Real Madrid 2-0. He still isn’t a patch on Dean Windass though. It is like comparing beauty and the beast. Deano wins hands down every time. If you don’t believe me, then compare the photographic evidence below, and the video evidence below that. Messi’s goal – quite beautiful Deano’s goal – beauty and a beast Surely there is no comparison?
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Some say it is grim up north. I am here to try to prove otherwise. On my recent Easter break in the city of Hull, myself and my sister decided to go to the seaside – it was a very warm 18’C in Hull so we needed to cool down. Thankfully, Withernsea offered a pleasant sea-breeze from the North Sea, and temperatures of 12’C. This is the beach. Then there is the entertainment area, with a variety of amusement arcades. I spent 44p playing the slots. We had a walk along the high street too, which was bustling with activity. … Continued
So in case you hadn’t worked it out, I am back from Hull, and feeling refreshed and re-aligned. Or I was on Monday afternoon anyway until I realised that no bank holiday weekend should go without a bit of a session, shame I picked the night before work to do it, oops. Anyway, there is nothing like a trip to Hull to remind me of why I live in Reading. I would like to think that my temporary unsettledness of the mind last week has been put to rest for a while. The BBC have been writing about how tough … Continued
I’m pretty sure I have these thoughts every year, or I have done for the last two years anyway, and they are resurfacing once more. In fact, I first had them in 2006, but then met the most fantastic group of friends I have ever known, had the time of my life for a few years but then things went not so good and these thoughts re-appeared. The thoughts being – should I go elsewhere? It isn’t exactly as if I haven’t done it before. I left Hull in 1998 to come to Reading, for university. I didn’t regret it … Continued
It seems that I am increasingly unable to control my spending when inebriated. Last summer there was the vuvuzela bought for £5 off Ebay which surprisingly turned up at my door (yes I know they were much cheaper in the shops). Then recently there has been a string of scratchcards that I have found in my jacket pocket the morning after, always unscratched, of course. And then I bought a record. Yes, a piece of vinyl. And yes, I do not have a record player. The latest though confounds all possible explanation – daffodils. WTF was I thinking?
I cannot say that I have had the most inspiring week of my life. However, there are things that still amuse me. And I always feel the need to share. Sharing is good. Sharing makes one happy. Spread the love, and all that hippy stuff. Firstly I have decided that I am going to go to more Hull City away games. I know football may not be at the higher end of interlect, but I really enjoy the camaradery and the banter of my brothers from Hull. We have shared many decades of dispair, only to find that suddenly things are looking … Continued
I thought I had lost the game, again, but it turns out that I have won. About time – took about bloody 10 years.
Dear readers – please do not accuse me of not being adventurous. How many of you have ever been to Watford? Well I have. And so did my little sister. Watford is not a town known for its architecture. Which suits the folk of Hull who have travelled for the football. I think the highlight was the below town centre pond, with its green water. We managed to find a reasonably-priced pub, at least for food with a bacon sandwich at just £1.75 – bargain. Sadly, you were only allowed to do drugs in the toilet facilities if you were … Continued
Look at these beauties. These are the new stylish drinks coasters which are adorning my living room. Having someone quite so inspirational look back at me when I lift my glass of rose wine in an evening, should send me onto greater things in life.
News has reached me of the sad demise of the breast ever (sorry) publication known to modern civilisation. I don’t think any newspaper had quite such an educational effect on me as a youngster as the Daily Sport. The final publication for example, has a very enlightening headline of “Cheryl Cole Upskirt Pic Shock”. Quite how it could run into financial difficulties with such exceptional reporting, I do not know. Such were the high standards of this publication, that the editor used to do a nipple count, to ensure that there were no fewer than 26 per issue. Other famous … Continued