Goodbye to 2010, the year that saw our national football team fail, the year that saw two parties and two leaders 'unite', a group of miners survive against the odds, a royal engagement, a swine flu epidemic, the big freeze, a 'Happy' jungle, a darts legend win again, a jockey ride to success, an English cricket team winning down under, a young diver diving perfectly, another promotion at Wembley, a young boy start secondary school (well done son!), and an old friend pass away.
It was also that year saw my football career come to an end, I knew it would be hard and it has been, very, very hard. As much as I miss the 'beautiful game' though, I am excited about the future and cannot wait for 2011.
2011 is for me a mission to succeed, to avoid bull****, and to get a few much needed items. I hope for happiness in all your homes, and as the label on the last bottle of wine I consumed said (45 mins ago), BE PASSIONATE, LOVE, DREAM BIG, BE SPONTANEOUS, CELEBRATE, CHANGE THE WORLD OR GO HOME. Seriously good wine.
LOVE TO ALL, IN THE GAME, OUTSIDE OF THE GAME, AND IN THE CIRCLE OF TRUST.
CH
Friday, 31 December 2010
Wednesday, 29 December 2010
Tuesday, 28 December 2010
OPTIONS
OPTION A Get the tree down, put the presents away, start the detox, renew the family silences that were in affect before the break, look forward to the New Year, and regret buying the last few panic purchases.
OPTION B Keep the tree up, spread the presents around, plough on with the brandy butter, keep smiling, don't even think about New Years eve, and delight in the indulgence of the his and hers Jack Wills underwear sets.
OPTION C ????????
CH
OPTION B Keep the tree up, spread the presents around, plough on with the brandy butter, keep smiling, don't even think about New Years eve, and delight in the indulgence of the his and hers Jack Wills underwear sets.
OPTION C ????????
CH
Friday, 24 December 2010
Thursday, 23 December 2010
Pining
Today was mostly spent buying the dreaded 'last minute bits', which basically involved getting a load of twenty pound notes and throwing them out of the window. Exercise came in the form of a bit of chopping (wood with an axe, rather than carrots with a knife in preparation for a mammoth Christmas dinner) which was great, I'm sure everyone would agree that you can't beat a bit of axe wielding over the yule tide period!
I am torn between enjoying myself with my family for the first time ever over Christmas, and going stir crazy at the thought of not playing on Boxing day for the first time in a couple of decades. Most current players would say make the most of it, and I will, but a major part of me is pining for a pair of boots and a can of Red Bull - I suppose a kick-a-bout with my son will have to do on Christmas morning. Getting him a new ball will help that!
As well as residing out at Southfork with Iain and Joan, we have already popped down to Martin Hargreaves Motorcycles to see Mart, where you need a medal the size of a frying pan to survive more than a week, we have met up with my Bro, Mark, and Harvey, we have met up with Becky, Josh, and Millie, and we have had some 'Petits best' in the engine room with Averil.
Gotta go, the kettle is on for the sixth time today.
P.S A message to everyone: YOU HAVE BOUGHT ENOUGH, DO NOT GET CAUGHT UP IN THE CHRISTMAS SWINDLE, YOU DO NOT NEED ANY LAST MINUTE PORT AND CHEESE SETS OR ANY MORE BOTTLES OF SHERRY, AND YOU CERTAINLY DO NOT NEED TO BUY THE SOAP ON A ROPE THAT WILL GET THROWN OUT AROUND OCTOBER TIME NEXT YEAR TO MAKE ROOM FOR THE NEW ONE THAT WILL BE RECEIVED NEXT CHRISTMAS. JIM ROYLE OVER AND OUT.
CH
I am torn between enjoying myself with my family for the first time ever over Christmas, and going stir crazy at the thought of not playing on Boxing day for the first time in a couple of decades. Most current players would say make the most of it, and I will, but a major part of me is pining for a pair of boots and a can of Red Bull - I suppose a kick-a-bout with my son will have to do on Christmas morning. Getting him a new ball will help that!
As well as residing out at Southfork with Iain and Joan, we have already popped down to Martin Hargreaves Motorcycles to see Mart, where you need a medal the size of a frying pan to survive more than a week, we have met up with my Bro, Mark, and Harvey, we have met up with Becky, Josh, and Millie, and we have had some 'Petits best' in the engine room with Averil.
Gotta go, the kettle is on for the sixth time today.
P.S A message to everyone: YOU HAVE BOUGHT ENOUGH, DO NOT GET CAUGHT UP IN THE CHRISTMAS SWINDLE, YOU DO NOT NEED ANY LAST MINUTE PORT AND CHEESE SETS OR ANY MORE BOTTLES OF SHERRY, AND YOU CERTAINLY DO NOT NEED TO BUY THE SOAP ON A ROPE THAT WILL GET THROWN OUT AROUND OCTOBER TIME NEXT YEAR TO MAKE ROOM FOR THE NEW ONE THAT WILL BE RECEIVED NEXT CHRISTMAS. JIM ROYLE OVER AND OUT.
CH
Tuesday, 21 December 2010
Made it
The car was loaded, the snow was cleared, the children were all present, we had half the contents of Curry's on board, and we were finally off.
I did attempt to get the car off the drive yesterday, but seeing Paul (next door) walking past the house with his snowboard I had a strong feeling that the car would remain were it was, and it did. After some persuasive mecidinal sherries and a home made curry (again next door, this time Amanda) the day took care of itself - I had also witnessed four lorries stuck on a roundabout, two vans failing to get up a hill, and a man falling off a bike, it had definitely been the right decision not to travel.
Today however, it was time to get moving. After shovelling my way out of the drive the journey began, and to be honest it was OK. After getting through fifty quid in the tank, another fifty on mentally priced frothy drinks and snacks, and answering a few hundred shouts of (how long now?) we arrived 'Up North'.
As we speak (or as I type) I am now sat next to the fire, Harriet is finally in bed (after another rendition of last weeks school play), Top Gear is on the TV, the beer is cooling, and there is no school or work for a couple of weeks.Bliss. Well nearly, because after packing the car to its absolute limit, after driving over three hundred miles, and after finally getting to our destination after a few days delay we realised we had forgotten something, our sons main present, still in the loft and now at the other end of the country. **** it !!.
P.S Massive thanks to Sarah and Zoe for a lovely meal at the weekend, Ok and you as well Jase!. Be careful when handling the vicious hamsters and there is nothing in the fridge!
CH
I did attempt to get the car off the drive yesterday, but seeing Paul (next door) walking past the house with his snowboard I had a strong feeling that the car would remain were it was, and it did. After some persuasive mecidinal sherries and a home made curry (again next door, this time Amanda) the day took care of itself - I had also witnessed four lorries stuck on a roundabout, two vans failing to get up a hill, and a man falling off a bike, it had definitely been the right decision not to travel.
Today however, it was time to get moving. After shovelling my way out of the drive the journey began, and to be honest it was OK. After getting through fifty quid in the tank, another fifty on mentally priced frothy drinks and snacks, and answering a few hundred shouts of (how long now?) we arrived 'Up North'.
As we speak (or as I type) I am now sat next to the fire, Harriet is finally in bed (after another rendition of last weeks school play), Top Gear is on the TV, the beer is cooling, and there is no school or work for a couple of weeks.Bliss. Well nearly, because after packing the car to its absolute limit, after driving over three hundred miles, and after finally getting to our destination after a few days delay we realised we had forgotten something, our sons main present, still in the loft and now at the other end of the country. **** it !!.
P.S Massive thanks to Sarah and Zoe for a lovely meal at the weekend, Ok and you as well Jase!. Be careful when handling the vicious hamsters and there is nothing in the fridge!
CH
Monday, 20 December 2010
More power captain
Struggling to get lift off (well get the car out of the drive!). I will report later, after or without having completed a five hour trek up North.
CH
CH
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