Happy New Year everyone. Saturday morning broke to dismal lashing rain and a chilly breeze. My youngest son, Ben was home for a few days and had expressed a wish to take in a game and so it was that I woke him up at just before nine suggesting it Read More
First of all, a Merry Christmas and very happy forthcoming New Year to one and all. Quite a bit has happened since my last blog; two away games at Middlesbrough and Preston which yielded a point apiece but by all accounts could and should have been a total of six. Read More
It was a cold blustery day in my part of the world and I was up early because in truth I didn’t quite know what my final arrangements were regarding meeting up with mates prior to the game. Will was definitely not going as he had a family get together Read More
Early doors it was a bright and chilly morning but this belied the heavy rain, biting winds with gale force gusts that we were promised later. I was up early and took the opportunity to chop off my dahlia tops that had blackened with the recent frosts. Winter is coming. Read More
Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness, Close bosom friend of the maturing sun, Conspiring with him how to load and bless, The vines that round the thatch eaves run. That is how John Keats described this time of the year in his poem ‘Ode to Autumn’ but not on Saturday Read More
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