See ya, don't wanna be ya

So to quote the boy Parker " I deserve a round of applause when I go back". Well it would be interesting to find out WHY?????

Now Scotty, don't take the piss mate. You are entitled to your opinion that it's only a job, you need to go off any better yourself, at a better club, with better players ... but don't take us for fools. You decided that Charlton wasn't for you, and so you decided that after signing a 5 year contract you would say sod it, I'm off. Now what would have happened if you had broken your leg, and then Charlton had been relegated. We would still be paying you the money, and would have had to do it for 5 years. But you decide to throw your toys out your pram and we have to lump it. Well mate, don't expect a round of applause when you strut out next season ... not for one minute. You have to laugh ... what a MUPPET.

I'm actually tempted to go to the Chels/ Charlton match next week. Originally I thought £31 you can stuff that, but it could be fun. But thinking again ... it could be total hell, sitting in that hole they call the Bridge, listening to all those fools from Reading think they are Chelsea fans.Unbelievablee really.

Well it's another weekend, no decorating this one for me. It's the bosses 40th birthday party. I think I'm going to drink myself silly ... rock on.

Oh .. and another thing ... Scott Parker swivel on that !!!

Tune of the day: Be Right there - Arnold Jarvis

Snow Balls ...

What a day it has been. Hundreds of emails off of the Charlton email list all talking about the imminent sale of Spotty Parker. Looks like he's going to he Chels, but how much we get in return will be anyone's guess. Anything from £8 mill through to £12 mill has been suggested. Oh well, there she blows as they say over that side of London ... there she blows.

So we had a bit of snow last night. You have to laugh don't you. It wasn't that much, maybe a couple of inches, but you would have thought it was a couple of feet. All the trains stopped running, traffic wagridlocked, people slipping anslidingng everywhere. Whatever happened to the gritter lorries, or the gritter trains for that matter. Do I want too much?? Do I expect too much??? I hope not, 'cause I pay my money and make my choices ... Connex South East my arse.

Why don't people put their hand over their mouth when they yawn? Too many people now just stand there with their mouths open, yawning away. And on packed trains it'distgustingng. Come on whatever happened to manners???

My tune of the day: Off the Wall - Michael Jackson

Scherwing

It came through the post this morning. The Official 2004 Wonder Woman calendar. Blimey, how the mighty have fallen. Last year I had a Danni Minogue, the year before a Sarah Young. Bleedin' Wonder Woman ... I'll be getting a CAFC one next year ... NOT.

I also got Disco Spectrum 1, 2 and 3. Now if you like Disco music, and I mean proper Disco music, then these are a must. I have the damn things on vinyl, but hey this is the year 2004. I need them on CD, just for the car mind you.

Well no more news on the boy Parker, well I say get on with it. Bleedin hell.

It's going to snow tonight, so can I tell all the peeps to wrap up warm, have a hot cup of cocoa and remember to tune into that Celebrity shite stuff on TV. It rocks.

I've just been invited to a 25th birthday party. Three girls celebrating together, with there mates ... what a gwan I say, what a gwan :)

Mt tune of the day: Hot Disco Night - Sweet Potato

I'm a celebrity get me out of here ...

What a sad day it is when I sit down in front of the TV to watch a reality TV programme.Was I messmarised by Razors sharp wit, by the thought of what Mike Reid was gonna spin next, or the actual size of Jordans thrups. Well who knows but what I did discover is how crap I actually am. Get a life boy, go out ... get a hobby. Don't ... I repeat don't stagnate in front to this toot. You have to laugh don't you.

Well the word on the street is that Chelsea have signed Scotty Parker and it will be announced on Thursday. Why they can't just put us out of out missery now I don't know ... oh well, there goes Europe.

I've also had word that Bernie has signed off of the CIFC email list. And it's all because of me. I had a go at him, supposedly ... so he's cried off. Oh well, NEXT!!!

I have to get to Tunbridge Wells on Saturday. I have no idea where it actually is, so I'd better have a look on Streetmap
It's the bosses 40th birthday party and I'm gonna have to drive. So no VT's for me. What's a poor boy to do, down in the suburbs without a friend in the world ... lol, now I'm sure I'll find something to do.

My tune of the day: I'll Alway's Love My Mama - The Intruders

We're on our way to Wembley ...

FA Cup result of the weekend ... Charlton Athletic 2 Fulham 1. Wow you say, or even hang on ... didn't Charlton get beaten by Gillingham in the previous round. Yes they bleedin did. But this result was for the ladies. Yes, Charlton Ladies ended Fulhams 78 match unbeaten run in domestic football. Hey, all good things come to an end, don't they????

I had a lazy one, I didn't do any decorating ... I just could get the enthusiasm. I'm sure you've all been there. I had a lazy Friday night in front of 'Too fast, too furious' on DVD. A lads film, fairly lightweight ... but was ok for an hour and a half. I'm easy to please me.

I even watched the Chelsea game on Saturday. Fairly typical stuff, freezing cold day on a bumpy pitch, Chelsea won 1-0 and Scarborough had a penalty not given. There you have it. A typical FA Cup match ... the magic of the cup my arse.

No news on Scott Parker. But reading between the lines I think he is off. I had to laugh on Saturday when news reached the Charlton Athletic e-mail list that the big Scott Parker/ Joma posters hanging outside the Valley had been taken down. There were people up in arms, people going down to the Valley to take pictures of them. Blimey ... it was only a joke :)

Well I think he's off so good luck to him ... but see ya!!!!

I ended up in Pacha on Saturday night. Looking good as always. It was a Hed Kandi night, but what I forgot is that Hed Kandi is house music compilations for the masses. They brand themselves as a lifestyle, but come on guys ... it's a pack 'em in, turn 'em out mentality. There were the usual burb-anites in there ... Bromley/ Wanstead en mass ... all wearing D&G. Good luck to them, but not really my sort of style. The music was a tad too hard as well. A lack of a journey in sound, more of a tribal gathering. Well I was in there for 6 hours spent shed loads of dosh ... and lay on the settee all day Sunday in a comatosed state. It's all good ... lol.

It's a new week, and a new beginning. I'm meant to be joining a gym today. Hmmm ...I think I'll wait 'til tomorrow. I just can't face it today. I'm sure you've all been there as well!!!!! I haven't been to a gym for about 4 years. I do find them boring ... overpriced, but I need to. I think I need to drop half a stone before the cricket season is upon us. I need to get my level of fitness up to hit the ground running, instead of taking a half a season to get in the groove. I can't wait 'til tomorrow.

My tune of the day: The O'Jays - Darlin' Darlin' Baby (Sweet, Tender Love)

Off the Wall

Well I ended up in the White House in Clapham last night. A good vibsey night and blagged it into the VIP room. Why a VIP room you may ask? Well I asked the same question ... and found out when I got inside. It was a Pop Idol convention. Michelle McManus, or Mick to her pals, the bloke who came second that no one can remember and the young girl who had a good voice (sort of) but was a bit giggly. It was all a bit sureal, because there was a destinct lack of talent on show but they have all had their 15 minutes. On another note that Michelle is big, and I mean BIG !!!!!

I bought the special edition re-edit of Michael Jacksons 1979 Off the Wall album. Quality. For all of his faults he was able to belt out a tune. The demo version of Don't stop ... tune.

Well the weekend is getting nearer and the painting needs to be done. If I get up early I could get a coat on before Soccer AM. But then again am I missing anything if I don't watch it. The same tired old format, a sooper boys club with Helen Chamberlain to break it up a bit and the girl who lives in Luton supports Liverpool and wouldn't understand scouse if she had been in the Barry Grant fan club. The only thing that makes me chuckle is when they have a pop at Moyles ... what a plum he is.

Well the CIFC email list has been quiet today. No ramblings from Kev or Bernie. They do make me laugh .... sort of.

Well it's time to go to Stabucks for a white choc mocha.

My tune of the day: Testify - Byron Stingley

Curry in a hurry ...

No beer drunk last night, just copious amounts of vodka and tonic. Followed by a nice bit of mutton tikka. Luckily I remembered to drink two pints of water before falling into bed. Great, but I was kept awake all night by a full bladder. I couldn't be arsed to get up and go.

It's Thursday already and the thought of another weekend decorating has really got my juices flowing. Well there's no footie this weekend, as Don King keeps reminding us it FA Cup weekend and we are bleedin out. So if there's a good time to get painting this weekend seems primed.

Bought a couple of train tickets for the toon in March. Not a bad price, but you can only travel on certain trains, wearing red rouge, a straw hat and being able to whistle Dixie. As Jim says "Let the train take the strain!!!" I'm not too sure on hotels though. I've stayed in a few up there and they do range from the sublime to the ridiculous. I've stayed in flee pits and 5 star. Do I really need to waste money on a room I won't spend any time in ???? Questions, questions. The Carlisle mob are booked in a hotel called Crapville, on Crap Street. I don't believe them, but who knows eh. Stranger things have happened.

Oh ... and another thing. Watch Question Time tonight BBC1 at 10:35. The panel includes Norman Jay ... so there's only one thing to say.

My tune of the day: Good Times - Chic

I feel like chicken tonight ...

I had the craving for KFC. Every now and then it kicks in ... and my will being what it is, I go hot footing it. And I had to have chips as well. Chips, I ask you. I haven't eaten chips for over a month ... so there you have it.

Tea, I've drunk more cups today that in the past month put together. A nice strong cup, a splash of milk and no sugar. What more could you ask for, eh .. eh ???

It's the company meeting this evening. Every month we have one. We all come together to chew the fat, then go and drink the profits. I'll be on the white wine though. Can't be doing with beer. I've realised that beer sucks.

My tune of the day: Goin' up in Smoke - Eddie Kendricks

It's raining, it's pouring ...

Well I s'pose no news is good news on the Parker front. Then again, who am I trying to kid!!!

It's been raining all day and bloody depressing with it. The rain has been hitting the window as I stare out, with only the sound of Soul24-7 bringing a cheery smile to my face. I need an apple pie to cheer me up ... but I'm hanging in there ... I won't do it, no I won't.

There's been an interesting debate over the CIFC newsgroup today. That's a group of Charlton supporters to the uneducated. It concerns the purchase of a £900 coats and the use of internet dating sites ... well I say I love the coat but not sure a computer is gonna give you good loving ... ya dig.

My tune of the day: Lucky Star - Ron Carroll

Painting by numbers ...

Why is decorating so boring? There I am trying my damndest to get white to go over blue in one coat!!! Well it aint happening. But it was made a tad better by the c(r)apital gold commentary from Goodison, where the boys put up a sterling performance to win 1-0.

I've been to Goodison 3 times. Each time we have lost. The two times in the last 5 years I ain't been we have won. Well I will be keeping away.

Another experience with halitosis on the train this morning. It was one of those push on jobbies, where you are too close for comfort. A woman’s phone went off; she answered it about 7 inches from my face ... with a blast. er breath stunk. No not just smelt a bit ... was absolute abysmal. Clean your teeth luv ... !!!!

I cooked on Friday night. Topside of beef, with a tomato and caper sauce ... accompanied by an exotic variation of cauliflower. I am good even if I say so myself!!! Even the company surprised me ... now that’s controversial.

It's all in the wrists ...

It has been raining ain't it. Rain, rain and more rain. I hate the rain, but they keep telling us that the water table needs it, so there you have it.

I ended up spending more money last night. Another trip to Zara, to see what they have left in the sale and another spend fest on ebay. I actually can't help myself, but did I actually need a set of thermal underwear, a cricket jumper and a bikers jacket. Answers on a postcard.

Well it's friday, and the weekend is upon us. It's gonna be one of those weekends though. I need to get some decorating done. So I have to have my get up and do it head on, and not my I can't be arsed head. It's only the hallway and I could do it in two days but, how exciting is that???

No more news on Scotty to Chelsea. You have to laugh though don't you. NO !!! Ok then you have to cry .. !!!

My tune of the day: Makes you blind - The Glitter Band

It's all so quiet ...

Well it was on the 8:02 from Hither Green this morning. No one talking, just the tinny sound of crap headphones and the odd mobile. All very weird because you can usually eaves drop a conversation or two, just to pass the time you understand. But what is it will smelly peeps on the trains. Some people do stink. WHY??? Don't they have mates who will tell them ... about their halitosis and BO. Maybe not, but do they have to push on next to me ??? Do they, do they !!!

Anyway, I was getting the tube from Aldgate East to Cannon street last night. You know, I bought the Standard ... jumped on, sat down. The usual stuff. So we pull into Cannon Street. No big rush just me. The doors open and just as I am about to exit, some plank wants to get on. Shoulder to shoulder ... **BANG***. The question is what to do? What would you do? Well this is me, so the usual spin ... eyeball to eyeball ... my mouth cuts in. "Fukin muppet". He looks, I look ... he sits down, the doors shut ... I walk off whistling. What was that all about? But you get the picture ... all very satisfying.

I've had my white chocolate mocha so I'd better settle down to some work. The bosses ain't in and the phone aint rung once. Three emails in an hour.

My tune of the day: Supernatural thing - Ben E King

The future of English football ????

Well it wasn't to be seen at Welling last night. Typically we put a mockers on the boys and they lost 1-0 to a good Grantham outfit. Respect to the Grantham lot that made the journey down on a cold Tuesday evening. I wouldn't ... but then I'm me not them.

So the Chels have put in a bid for the boy Parker. Anything from £7 mill to £17 mill, a swap for Joey Cole, a meat and tatty pie. I have seen Scotty Parker come through the ranks as a scrawny 16 year old and take the prem by storm as the future of English football. Forget Lee Bowyer, Jon Woodgate ... forget Nicky's Butt, Darius' Vassell and Johns Terry. Parker is that good, and is going to get better ... that's an opinion, but it's also fact. Talking of John Terry, wasn't it fun to see "The One" Mr. Di Canio turn him inside out down at the Valley on Boxing Day. It was also fun to reenact the scene up at the Hardwick Hall in Sedgefield on Boxing Day evening ... thanks to Wendell for taking the time to explain what was going on with John Terry in that match ... oh everyone is entitled to a bad day.

Well it's bye-bye Dave Seaman. Realisation having kicked in, the pony tailed 40 year old will be concentrating on his television career. How bad is he in 'They think it's all over?'

A Sun exclusive reveals that Charlotte Church's ex, Steven Johnson is his new squeezes cousin. Hello ... now there's a surprise. Tazmin dear you'll be braiding your hair next and have a dragon tattooed on your back ...

My tune of the day: 'Standing in the Rain' - Don Ray

As they say, another day ... another dollar.

At least it wasn't raining this morning as I made my way down to the station. "Fully loaded" came the cry over the loud speaker ... I'll give you "fully loaded", any room for one more on top?????

Breakfast was a veritable smorgasbord of ham, egg and cheese ... you know what, the Atkins diet rocks ... if only I had some sugar free strawberry jelly ... I would have been in Atkins heaven.

It's all systems go this evening. To quote "a trip to the Royston Varsey of football grounds !!!" ... yes, you've guessed it ... Park View Road, the San Siro ... the home of the Wings, Welling United Football Club. The Wings on a climb up the Dr Martins Prem are entertaining Grantham Town. Entertaining should be used here liberally because it's been years since they entertained anyone ... it's a crowd thing ... oh yes ... a crowd thing. Now Grantham Town have a goalkeeper called Mario Ziccardi, and if last years match is anything to go by, it will be fun and games tonight. (Note: It is quite sad that I remember the Welling/ Grantham match from last year, oh well I need to get out more.)

The office is quiet, so me being me have livened up the proceedings with the sound of the Jasper Street Company. It's all, as they say good in da hood.

In the beginning ...

It's been a strange morning ... but then again !!!!