First Flight

With many teams fates being decided yesterday it was a real shame to see my home town club Grimsby Town being relegated from league Two. They were lucky to survive last year - two teams in the division had massive points deductions and so were doomed form the start - but this time round the luck ran out and G.T.F.C are now Conference bound. As we all know it is not the end of the world, but it is certainly a huge test of character for the players and fans alike.
My first cup and league goals were scored at Grimsby's home, Blundell Park, and some very happy times were spent there. I just hope that we don't meet them next season!

A lovely weekend in Devon has been had by all. Yesterday it was a trip to Burgh Island for a walk, game of rounders, picnic, and kite flying session. The latter of these four activities, kite flying, was a bit of a challenge. One hour to find the right Kite - a 'Pro turbo 3000 stunt power Kite' as chosen by my son who looked at my Tesco offering with utter contempt. We unveiled it and then spent around an hour attempting to fly a kite on the only non-windy day of the year. By the time we had eventually conceded defeat and packed the kite away it looked like it had gained another hundred or so lengths of string - all the best with the unravelling when another windy day comes along!
Today we nipped over to see the Nicholsons (Happy Birthday Jessica). It was a great first birthday party with funny noises, smells, tears and laughter coming at regular intervals (very similar to an adult party really!) It also basically involved myself, Mansell, and Wroe sitting by the dining table and destroying the cakes, biscuits, crisps, and pasties, whilst Kev looked over pretending he wasn't hungry.

It was great to see the lads though and to also finally hold the new baby lamb, Eden Mansell. Very strange how comfortable she was in my arms though!!!!!!!!.

CH