25 April 2012
18 April 2012
I had an email from Sky about the offer of two free tickets for Disneyland Paris so why not? We spend a while in France as it is and this might be a good day out. I have never been that great a fan of theme parks, mostly as I can't be bothered queuing but let's give it a chance.
16 April 2012
15 April 2012
I'm centre stage.
I guess it was either 91 or 93 according to Dave. However! I have no real idea, although in summer 93 I left UK for a year in the Czech Republic.
13 April 2012
Like Benidorm on the Costa Blanca, Torre was one of the first resorts developed for mass tourism and and attracted millions of Britons and other northern European tourist looking for sun when it is dark and dank in the north. With holidays there is always an element of snobbishness. Yes, I'd love to fly to Bali but it's not currently with my budget.
Over the years I have been to the Costa del Sol I have been to Torre once for a few hours when I had time to kill before the flight home. Let's see how this all works!!!
11 April 2012
Where else could you see Beyonce and husband on the beach? Rihanna's arse in its full glory? Read about celebs... Cheryl dropping Cole from her name?
Only in a British tabloid.
Who needs news?
9 April 2012
They are the club's main sponsor and have a double executive box over one of the goals.
The hospitality is pretty good with all food and drink laid on before kick off and at half time.
As I was driving I had to have mostly soft drinks.
Before the game they fly an eagle and I tried to get a photo but needed a long lens.
The opposition were top of the league Southampton. The result was 2-0 to the visitors.
Hopefully GAC will invite us again and I'll borrow a decent lens and take the Canon.
8 April 2012
Sometimes it is a labour of love. Often unrequited but sometimes there are days when it all comes together.
Days when on paper things might not go to your plan. Today could have been that day.
The deck was stacked against us. The worst referee possible in Atkinson. The opposition, Manchester City, "shit club no history", the highly priced assembly of rent-boys owned by yet another Arab billionaire.
Money doesn't buy class but it does seem to buy limited success. Rather than mid table mediocrity or being merely bottom feeders, City are pressing, or were pressing until recently, for their first league championship since something like 1968 or 69.
Sheikh Wotsit has spent £210m (at least) and has some of the finest players available.
Arsenal, my Arsenal, haven't spent that much in 20 years let alone 2!!
But we had heart. We had bollocks. We had most of everything. More possession, more shots on target. The posts saved City twice before a £10m midfielder stepped up to smash a shot a full 25 yards into the City net. Mikel Arteta we love you.
Their response? More petulance, more diving, more cheating.
Manchester City - no amount of money can buy class.
7 April 2012
Despite hardly any of us ever having known anyone that has been to one of these piles, the country is polarised. Light blue or Dark blue!
Today has been a strange one, firstly a lunatic in the water that has caused a restart.
Then on the restart, the Oxford boat appeared to track to the left and crunch into the Cambridge boat and an oar went phut!
The umpire called it to continue and Cambridge won by a long distance.
One sad thing for me was the comments from one of the BBC commentators, very unsporting to suggest that Oxford should have stopped to force a "no result". Disgraceful.
Sportsmanship prevailed and Oxford rowed on.
We decided on a trip to Sheppey with maybe a look at the fallen Sound Mirror at Warden Bay. Armed with just a TomTom we never found the place and apart from Leysdown much of it looked dead.
In the end we had a drive round and went home via Sainsbury's.
After all the build up. Next week. Booked tickets for Friday 22nd.