I now have my football programmes in alphabetical order, where they’ll stay until Mrs RM decides to move them again. I seem to have kept a couple from most League clubs (I did the 92 grounds in the 80s and 90s) and held on to most of the pre-1970 issues plus Cup Finals, but… Continue reading MAURETANIA
“Who wants the world ?” A walk round Somersham and crispy beef will do me fine.
My best day for two months, easy. Despite concerns, gleaned from MumsNet last night, that Somersham’s locals would be standing on the B1050 with pitchforks to keep out visitors, I made it my first trip outside Cambridge since lockdown. 29 minutes on (still) quiet roads to a village of 3,802 souls and no open pubs… Continue reading “Who wants the world ?” A walk round Somersham and crispy beef will do me fine.
CLOUGHIE IN SKEGNESS
An exciting report of a trip outside Cambridge to come. But first another raiding of the archives to bring you the time that Brian Clough’s Forest competed for the Skegness Paper Bag trophy (possibly), romping to a 4-0 win even without Shilton. A week later, Forest won 3-1 at Goodison, went top of the League,… Continue reading CLOUGHIE IN SKEGNESS
BANBURY CROSS (AFTER A REPLAY DEFEAT)
We hired a skip today and cleared out the garage. It’s essential to keep our property clean so the rats don’t eat the Chinese takeaways I’m going to store in the freezer when Chung Hwa re-opens. That’s what counts as my excitement until tomorrow, when I get to drive somewhere very exciting for exercise. Probably… Continue reading BANBURY CROSS (AFTER A REPLAY DEFEAT)
PERTH – SAINTS & SONS
James turns 21 this Saturday, confined to the Sheffield Uni digs he’s been stuck in for months due to projects and viruses.I’m glad we got out to Hillsborough to see City win their last game ever (the derby doesn’t count); hard to believe that was only two months ago. A dull match, mind.Judging by the… Continue reading PERTH – SAINTS & SONS
BARROW – BACK IN THE BIG TIME
More exciting football and pub memories from The North. From Wednesday I’ll be legally able to visit Barrow as long as A) I’m back before midnight and B) I don’t need the loo or any food while I’m there, I think I’ll visit Somersham instead. Only two trips to Barrow in my lifetime, the… Continue reading BARROW – BACK IN THE BIG TIME
TALKING OF BARNETS….
I’m keeping this a Covid-free zone and pressing on with (a pub-less) life. But after last night our Matthew has decided that he’s not going to be cutting any more hair in Manchester for a while yet, even with masks on. His Instagram video on how to cut your own hair is essential viewing; I… Continue reading TALKING OF BARNETS….
SOUTHPORT FOR THE SCRIMPER
Let’s revisit Southport. Goodness knows, enough scallies have broken the lockdown to have picnics on the dunes along the Sefton coast this week. If you believe the media. A bit of a bargain destination over the years, starting with a 2003 holiday at Pontins. Now, a good test of the strength of a marriage is… Continue reading SOUTHPORT FOR THE SCRIMPER
WOMBLED
A special treat for you this Sunday. TWO football programmes, Hans Segers AND South-West London. Yes, Wimbledon it is, though last time there I seem to have taken the iconic No.44 down to Summerstown because I enjoy London buses so much. American readers may be surprised that top football team The Dons actually began… Continue reading WOMBLED
BENTS, BASS, PEDIGREE, JOULES & DENNIS VIOLLET.
That gallon of Nike from Milton Brewery was gone by 11am this morning. A pint and a half each for breakfast. Beer is at its best when drunk immediately, I always think. Matthew Thompson, in his lovely tribute to Florian Schneider, reminds me of Uerige in Dusseldorf whose lovely Alt is best drunk fresh… Continue reading BENTS, BASS, PEDIGREE, JOULES & DENNIS VIOLLET.
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