The deed is done ...

Whooosh as they say, I've only gone and had it cut. As my hair lay lying on the kitchen floor, I was ... well a bit tearful. It's only taken me a year to grow it. But it looks so much better ... well that's what da gal say ... !!!!

Just back from the Valley. Another defeat, I say another defeat but our first in the league at home this year. But I would say have Charlton ever gone away and bossed a game as much as Boro actually did. They are a good team, but we should have stuck it up 'em. Oh well ... at least I don't have to go to a match for 3 weeks ... oh what joy.

I'm still waiting on my Cowboy boots to turn up. That's the problem with the Royal Mail. It's just not reliable ... so three days later I'm still waiting. Roll on Monday.

Colin Montgomerie ranked 17 or 70th ... oh the wrong answer. I can't believe I'm watching Ant and Dec. Surely we weren't that bad?

My tune of the day: Let the beat hit 'em (part 2) - Lisa Lisa, Cult Jam and Full Force

One week and counting ...

Right, first up ... the club have announced that they are charging Chelsea £45 for the pleasure. How good is that? Forty five squids ... I might try and sell mine on ebay!!! That's a joke ... a joke right.

And poor old Brian Cole, he has been sacked by the club for making disparaging comments aimed at the Palarse supporters. He actually announced Palarse as "Palarse" and "them lot" but I was too busy shouting abuse to listen what he actually said. I'm just listening to Brian Coles web based Charlton radio show and some muppet interviewed in the Rose of Denmark before the Newcastle game said he wouldn't play Lisbie because he can't stand the guy. Quality, absolute quality ... can't stand the guy, yep I wouldn't play Shearer or Henry because I just don't get their sense of humour and I don't like the fact that they can't stand drum and base. I can't stand the guy. Whoooopy doooo ...

Well it's friday, and it's finally haircut day. I'm still between the devil and the deep blue sea. But I'm looking towards getting it cut off. Sod it.

It's 30 years since the famous Rumble in the Jungle fight. Thirty years. I can't remember watching it live, I'm only 27 you realise but I have watched the fight since and indeed the documentary, "When we were Kings." Now that was when boxing was boxing ...

I'm thinking of getting a new larger capacity MP3 player. I'm moving towards the 30GB Creative Zen, but hey I need your input. Any thoughts ... ?

My tune of the day: Ease your mind - Los Amigos Invisibles

And then there was none ...

Right ... back to normality!!!!

To quote the Charlton website ... "Charlton's dismal cup record continued as they were beaten by 10-man Crystal Palace. Goals either side of half-time by Dougie Freedman and Sandor Torghelle were enough to cancel out Hermann Hreidarsson's early opener, despite the visitors playing the last 20 minutes without Hungarian Torghelle.

To make matters worse, it was not even the Eagles' strongest side ..."

To make matters worse??? Make matters worse ... now you're having a laugh. Another seasons cup run down the swanny. I feel sorry for all the muppets that went to Grimsby. What was the point in that???

We were absolute abysmal. Totally inept, totally crap ... should I go on. Inspector Sands calls it Black Wednesday. Well it's been a black week, you were at Anfield ... come on, run with it. At some point this is meant to be entertainment. It's not been entertaining since Boxing day. Remember that when we turned Chelsea over 4-2. Well it's now November, give or take a few days, and can anyone tell me an actual game that we turned up for this fiscal year. Come on ...

Oh and here's a piece of advise. Back up all your phone numbers ... and delete all your pictures before you send it back to the makers. You know it makes sense.

Did I mention that I've bought some cowboy boots? Well I'm hoping to receive them in the next few days, so once I do ... I'll put a pic up. Live the life ... don't fight it!!!!

Right, I need to go and drown my sorrows ...

My tune of the day: Never know what you can do - Leroy Hutson

Jeeeezzzzz ......

Q: How many elephants can you get in a mini?

A: Four ... two in the front, two in the back.

Q: How do you know if you've had two elephants in your fridge?

A: Footprints in the butter.

Q: How do you know you've had four elephants in your fridge?

A: There's a mini parked outside ...

What about Harry Cripps?

So you want old school? You want the blog about my train journeys, Coleens a$$ ... and no football. Well read it an weep, it ain't going to happen.

We've got those spotty Nigels tonight, Chrystal Palarse. They seem up for it, and say that we are not. Well listen up, we are.

Talking about my train journeys, I had a slight change this morning. I took the car over to Charlton Heights for the journey back tonight. So I was able to sample the delights of the Greenwich line, as I got on at Westcombe Park. A different type of commuter as what you usually get from Hither Green and Lewisham. You still get the peeps who had too much garlic last night, the people who won't move down the train, but you also get the mob who won't make eye contact and won't say boo to a goose. There we were crammed into the 8:02 that actually arrived at 8:16, with some sort of backpacker woman type thing sitting in the door well. Sitting on a back pack on a packed train. No one said any thing, no one took her to task. Well if it had been Hither Green it would have happened. They would have been pulling her to her feet. So why didn't I intervene? Well it's not my route. I don't want to make a spectacle .... you know where I'm coming from.

So its the next round of the League Cup. We are home to the surrey clowns Palarse. What more could you ask for? A repeat of the Anglo-Italian Cup match a few years ago ... a nice 4-1 victory and Chris Armstrong to be banished to the dressing rooms early doors. Now we are talking. I just hope that the players get it. I hope that Herman tells Franny, Danny and Dennis how important this is. Sod getting to Cardiff. This is the one. This is the one that will get my hairs tingling. So it's an early meet with Smudge et al, a few beers ... a nice quiet train journey to the Valley, a stroll to the Pub, then let games commence.

Supposedly I'm not allowed to speak about football on here. So I won't comment on the Millwall stuff last night. Well the only pictures shown where of Liverpool fans, the ones who ripped the seats out and knocked over their own disabled fans. So where's the issue here ... can't Liverpool be blamed? No because of what Boris said ... you get me.

Right, I won't go into too much detail about John Peel, but you have to show some respect where respect is due. When I was growing up, I wasn't into indie (shmindy) - the Undertones, the Smiths etc, etc ... so I never really listened to him. But he did his stuff, and he did it well ... god speed John.

Here's one for Inspector Sands. My boss has just diagnosed me with semi-autistic witterings, infact it's called Asperger's Syndrome, also known as Asperger's Disorder or Autistic Psychopathy, is a Pervasive Developmental Disorder (PDD) ... so stick that in your pipe and smoke it.

My tune of the day: Big Mistake - Alexander Hope

We are the North Stand cupboard end !!!

Well it's all kicked off over on Inspector Sands comments board. Berrand Bossu, Wyn, Colin, they've all bitten the bullet and put their collective two penneth into the Curbs debate. It actually makes interesting reading. There has been some of the "Curbs Out" brigade back out and on it. Well he has been here for 13 years, we have just lost at Anfield ... we are staring at a blank canvas. Well maybe, maybe NOT!!! We've got the makings of a good team ... roll with it. A few tweaks here and there. But the chances of me going to another away game this season ... hang on Newcastle in Feb is down in the book. I'll see you there.

So as the dust settles on the pizza throwing, I can't help but laugh. I know that the Arse are meant to drink warm veg soup before and after a game, but where do the pizzas come into it. Are they looking to get an endorsement off of Dominos?

Page 14 of the Sun. Jesus has been named the number one Black icon of all time. Hang on surely it should have been David Beckham!!!!!!

Back at the Boxing Academy (Monday night Channel 5) Wendell comes out as being 28!!!! Now hang on, he's been telling me for years that he's 27. How does that work? It's a good show though, and they even got Frank Warren to put in an appearance. Now that must have been some discussion.

My tune of the day: Redemption Song - Bob Marley

X is the spot ...

Well they ... no I mean he voted Roberta out of the show. We all know that she shouldn't have gone, it should have been the old bird or Peters and Lee. But hey, that the British public for you, they will vote to keep the chaff in. I would say that I thought the old Soul singers where going to get the push ... but then again what do I know.

I think I've finally got over Saturdays debacle. We got a right old pasting. Roll on Wednesday ... yeah right. I'm still chuckling about the Arse game. They got stitched up by Riley good and proper. The Rio incident, Nistelrooys two footed challenge on Cole, the Rooney dive and all we get to read is that Fergie got covered in Vegetable soup.

I bought some boots. Yeah I just need to get a sheriffs badge and holster. I'm still deliberating as to wether I should get all my hair cut off. And shave down my goatee.

I've decided I need to take more pics of stuff as I go about my business ... so watch this space.

My tune of the day: I'm a woman - Cassius feat Jocelyn Brown

Right ... look at these two pics. The first one taken in 2003 at Carnival and the second taken 2004 at Carnival. I look a tad more refreshed in the first pic ... I just don't get it !!!!!


One year ago and look at my hair ... I'm definately thinking of reverting back to a neat, closly cropped styleeee .... with matching trimmed goateee ...



Bloody hell ... what was I thinking when I got my stylist to do that to my hair??? I hope it was raining ... maybe I should shave more ....

North vs South ...

Well I've watched that UManU vs Arse ... what's it all about???

WHINING, BITCHING ... MOANING AND THAT WAS JUST ME ...

There's one word for it ... "Pants"

I sat through that crock yesterday. In reality we could have been 3, no 4-0 down by half-time. But we weren't. Then you get to thinking, maybe we could sneak it!!!

Then I turned over and fell out of bed.

Totally inept, frustrating, totally non descript. We had no shots on target, why no shots at all, and if it was a boxing match it would have been stopped.

I'll go into a few more details tomorrow, but the fact is we are out on our feet.

My tune of the day: Magnetism - Eugene Record

Alien vs Predator ...

Or should that be JJ vs Lisbie? And maybe Franny can play the Scouse version of Alfie. Ok, maybe not ... I was just running with it.

I'm still thinking over the Cowboy boot issue. Although it's nice to know that Chicago Addick would like to be a bit more like me on the music front. I would say that it's one of my vices. I leave home and put my mp3 on, I get to the office and bang the music straight on. Maybe a bit of Blaze, a mix by Kravit, some Al Green ... or even some slushy Luther. You know where I'm coming from all you romantics out there.

The debates just got going about our Centenary celebrations. Inspector Sands did a good piece about it. But what do you really expect from Charlton? The whole concept that we could have a well run centenary celebration is laughable. It's a closed shop, or superstore if you will. Even up to having the VIP Director on the committee. You remember the VIP Director who runs the Maidstone and the Weald supporters club, who makes sure they have as many tickets as they want, and in reality wants Charlton to move to lock stock and Vinny Jones down to a green belt site off of the A20. Now how ideal would that be? The latest info is that the main branch of the supporters club, you know the one in Charlton, based at the Valley is now being called the Greenwich branch. That's so they all have equal billing. I don't get it myself. There should be one supporters club but local groups if people want to get together to have a beer and a pie. But to give priority for tickets because you know the VIP Director is ... well you know what it is. On another VIP Director issue. Having read the CAFC Website it appears her goal is to raise money to get some gates errected. Hmmmmm ....

So what's the score with old Prince Harry? The young playboy blah, blah ... smacked a photographer, but only in the form of defence, after being hit in the face with a camera. Oh well Goldie looking chain watch out ... there'a a new monster on the block.

I had a bad hair day today!!!! After a year of growing it, I was close to just getting it cut off. A number one all over. Come on what do you think? Should I bite the bullet and just get it done. Then again I could go blonde. You know what they say about blondes!!!!

Anyway, have a good weekend, lets all hope for three points on saturday. Me, Ive got Colin Farrell coming over to SHOOT some pool, oh how funny is that. I must go, I've got to put in my expenses.

My tune of the day: Let The Children Play - Raul Midon

Great ... it's G8

Well he's only gone and done it!!! Gazza, Paul Gascoigne, wants to be called G8. G8 I ask you. I can see it now. Hartlepool announce their new manager live on Sky. Here he is ... Mr G8 ... as the Monkey hangers all begin to chant "G8's blue and white army" ...

I'm looking out the window at a lovely sunny day. Maybe a little windy but you can't have it all.

It must have been a sunny 70 minutes for Francis last night. Mr Jeffers banged in two goals for the ressies and you would think it would put him in a good possition to start on Saturday. Yep it's at Anfield against Boris' red and red army ... and you would imagine that ol' Franny would get loads of stick. Which would make him "Up for it", which would make him play on the edge ... and be a little dangerous. Well that's my way of thinking, so expect Raaaaaaadostin Kiiiishishev to come back into the team.

My tune of the day: Brothers on the slide - Cymande

Here's a question ... ????

Am I too old for Cowboy boots??

Blazin ...

Now I seem to have missed something here!!! We have all turned into Chav-tastic's. They are even debating it on the Charlton e-mail list, well actually they are talking about Dartford, it's restaurants and Supermarkets.

The Sun has a Chav body language guide, and they have put the fist to the chest in there. Now excuse me, that's been a thing to do for years. I'm not going to get into a debate about origins etc, etc ... but you know where I'm coming from. They've even put "West-side" in there, but I thought that was Ali G???

Here's a question for you. Does anyone know a man with a big ladder? I've got guttering problems, and in reality it would take 5 seconds to sort out, but I can't be paying over the odds. It appears that I have a plant growing in the guttering at the top of the flat, and so when it rains the water cascades down onto the conservatory roof. It's not good at 3 in the morning, I can tell you. Did I get back to sleep ... did I fcuk ...

I actually watched some of the Champions league last night. I was flicking between Real Madrid and UManU. How poor were they? I don't get it. Sir Al (not our one the old Scottish red nosed one) is still talking the talk in comparing his lot to the Arse. But they appear to be as far apart as they have been in years at the mo. But saying that, UManU would still turn us over 4-0. Oh I wish I wasn't so pessimistic.

You know what ... a week isn't such a bad length of time!!! I'm still walking with a spring in my step, even if the pressures of life sometimes bring me down.

**Stop press** Tonight, live on TV Paul Gascoigne (Gazza) will be unveiling his new moniker. We have 3 to choose from, PG,G8 or PJ. What I want to know is, if he goes with PJ will Jimmy FiveBellies be called Duncan?

Oh poor old Mutu. It seems like they have all come out of the woodwork. He even sucked some blood. You have to put that on your list Kev, things to do before you are 30!!!!

Oh ... I forgot to mention the new reality show on Channel 5 that started Monday. Boxing Academy takes some wannabe boxers and trains them up to an acceptable amateur standard. The London leg is being shot at Repton, so it was nice to see Wendell doing his best in matching wooly hat, joggers, trainers combo. They do say that TV puts 20llbs on you ... and he's only 27!!!!

My tune of the day: To be young, gifted and black - Donny Hathaway

X Facted ...

I still can't get over the fact that Lloyd got voted out on Saturday. By far the best singer, he didn't fit the criteria of Simon Cowells dream team. Instead we have Verity ... !!!

It was good to see old Jermain get a run down from the boss after last nights lackluster performance down in Pompeyland. Oh how my heart bleeds for Jermain who is having a difficult time. Aren't we all mate, aren't we all.

It's strange how long a week is. Last week, it was all expectation, but this it's all .... well you get me. Tune in to Anfield on Saturday tea time to see the next thrilling episode of Addicks on tour. Four goals, five ... yeah right. News just in is that Kev is back in blighty this weekend, and has a hire car. If you need a lift anywhere, especially to see the match ... call him. Call him what though, I DON'T KNOW?

It's good to know that people are still reading my ramblings. Thanks to Jeff who said that this was all a bit late in the day. Blimey, I've been a bit busy and did a Body Max down the gym. Sorry mate, I'll do it the night before in future.

I found an old pile of Christmas cards last night. You know when you have your annual tidy round the flat. There they were gathering dust on top of the video. I would like to know why I kept them? Why do I keep loads of the stuff I keep? It actually amazes me ...

My tune of the day: It's All Jesus - DJ Spen feat Byron Stingly

Harry Hill doesn't look like Mush !!!!

That's what I said anyway. Mush believes that he looks like Harry Hill, even though he is ten times bigger and Asian. It's like saying that Kev looks like one of the Kumars.

I had a web page outburst this morning. How's the website going was the question. Oh, I can't be arsed with it was the reply. It's becoming more of a chore. They looked at me like I had spat in their breakfast. I had to apologies, but I don't think they believed me.

I seem to have been doing a lot of apologizing lately!!! I seem to have gone of the rails, and I don't really feel myself. Well not in the same way that Kev likes to do. I've been a bit down, which isn't like me ... but ho hum, as they say in ho hum land.

So the football. We had to endure the Alan Shearer show again, as he snarled his way round the pitch, using his head, his elbow, his personality to keep the man down. It isn't just me that sees it, but I just wonder why no pundit has the balls to state it. Shearer thinks he is above the law, the law of football. What a spiteful little man he is.

Anyway, I thought that Danny Murphy benefited from having Matty Holland next to him. They were combative, and I'm sure Danny is looking forward to next Saturdays match at Anfield. How they gave our goals as an own goal, is laughable. The ball was on it's way into the net. But hey it's Lisbie and Charlton we are talking about, not Shearer and Newcastle.

I don't get the Centenary celebrations!!!! There were in fact none at all. Strange.

Did I say how funny I thought Harry Hill was on Saturday. That's Harry Hill not Mush.

I've been doing a lot of apologizing recently. SORRY, I've already said that.

I've just worked out that I am a sad, lonely individual ... no sorry that's not me ... that's Alan Shearer. Oh and it's Chrystal Palarse in the Cup next week. You know, I can't wait for that one.

Anyway ... SORRY I've got to pop along know ... work to do.

My tune of the day: Sorry seems to be the hardest word - Elton John

Saturday morning Swap-shop ...

Well I used to like it back in the day. Now all we get is Soccer AM ...

It's been a weird day, lazing on the setee, I actually watched some Rugby, both Union and League.

Has a chat about the green eyed monster ... not sure what it is all about really. I am having paelaa for my dinner ... dreaming on hot spanish holidays ...

My tune of the day: After Dark - Capleton

Hero in a half shell ...

So tell me this? When someone treads on your foot on a train why don't they turn and say sorry? Why do they have to feign "Oh that wasn't really a foot" and look away. It's raining, it's packed, the central heating is on and Mr clumsy foot treads on my nu shoooz, he looks away, I huff ... the train grinds to a halt, he does it again ... "blap" straight on my tootsie ...

So what do you think I did? Answers eh, on the proverbial postcard.

It's another week gone, and we have some football at last. It seems like a lifetime since we took a thrashing at the Arsenal, but now we can concentrate on the Toons. No not Jessica Rabbit, but Alan Shearer and Craig Bellamy. I'm sure they would make a good alternative to Whilly Coyote, or Roadrunner, but what do I know.

I may be playing a bit of football tonight!!!!

Yes I know you all stepped back in amazement. I had a call on Wednesday from an old friend, Easton. Some of the lads are having a game of 5 a side over at Borough for old time sake. This is the group that used to play in Covent Garden a fair few years ago, and then spend all night in the Spot getting merry. I'm a bit worried that it's outside though. I can't see me wanting to run around in the rain, even if it's a good idea to start with. I'll have to wait and see.

I've just been reading the story in the Metro of that woman who spent £600 on a meal then got accused of stealing a spoon. Yeah, I can see it now ...

My tune of the day: Coming home baby - Mel Torme

Who's the daddy ...??

Well I'm saying nothing ... !!!

But I did say I had a good ... no, great day yesterday, and I'm sticking to that. But you know when you wake up the next day and it's like after the Lord Mayors Show ... well at least the rain has stopped and it's a bit sunny.

We've got another televised match on Sunday, against the Toon. The invasion of barcodes falls on Andy Lopata's birthday, and he has arranged a bit of a do. Well I say a do, but I lie. He has booked some tickets for the Carvery before the match. So I can rejoice in some rubbery beef or chicken before watching Shearer put his elbow in Fortunes face. I've seen that script and it's getting a bit boring.

I would say though that I went to a Newcastle match last season, at home to Chelsea and spend a great part of the match just watching Shearer. He walks around, sometimes not running when Newcastle are attacking but generally arriving late. He works the line well and is a bit of a rough house. I say rough house but in reality mean something a bit stronger. Anyway as long as the Sun is out, and oh ... it's just dawned on me ... I'll have to go smart casual. Sod that!!!!

Well I just had some lemon jelly and cream for my lunch. Not very appertising but that's all that was in the fridge. I forgot that I had made a jelly on Monday and it needs eating before the weekend. So a big bowl was just the ticket.

I was going to say thanks for all the comments in the comments section, but it seems like one of the troop has begun to take the proverbial St Michaels. Posting under the name Scott Parker. Oh how funny is that? It's a bit of a rib tickler ... but hey if that's how you want it ... that's how you want it!!!

I received an Employer's BullEtin from the Inland Revenue today ... my life is now complete.

My tune of the day: Make It Up With Love - ATL

Hello ...

It's been a bloody good day !!!!

My tune of the day: Signed, sealed, delivered I'm yours - Stevie Wonder

My, my ... look what I've just found !!! From back in the day ... Oh how I rock.

Reserves in reserve ...

So tell me this ... is it worth giving players like Lloyd Sam, Jerome Thomas and Neil McCafferty an actual run out in the first team? The lads have been putting in relatively good performances over the last few weeks all for no return. They must know that they aren't going to get a look in. But when we can play a Spurs team with Carrick and Brown in midfield and give a good account of ourselves then surely it is time. Lloyd Sam for example must at least get a place on the bench, just to see if he has the temporament.

Okay, maybe it's just me ... !!!

So it's off to Azerbaijan for the world beaters. Well not Becks anyway ... he has more pressing things to worry about with this "Brazen Beautician" to quote the Sun, coming out about his lastest conquest. Good on Vicci who is going to see her in court.

I also have to mention the passing of Christopher Reeves. I'm not one to get to emotinally involved with all these things, but I would say the courage that he showed was something else.

Rest in peace Chris ...

Well winter is definately kicking in. I had the heating on last night and I was still a bit cold. It's grey, miserable, rainy, cloudy, windy ... but you know what ... I'm smiling. Now that must come as a surprise eh. I'm actually in a good mood. It must be something in the water ...

My tune of the day: Who Is She? - Fonda Rae

Truely Scrumptious ...

That's what I am ...!!!

Well that's what I tell myself anyway.

Right, it's monday morning the sun is shinning, although a tad windy so it's not that bad. I had a weird weekend I didn't venture out and spent most of it bouncing round the house still putting off all those jobs that I keep putting off. You know like tidying the conservatory up, washing the front windows, although I did hoover and do some ironing. I did my ironing whilst watching a Brett Hart shoot interview on the Wrestling Channel. I rock.

So St George put the dragons to the sword. Well sort of. I though Wales were disappointing, but then again what did we all expect. They did talk the talk, but just couldn't walk the walk. John Hartson, I ask you. He was never really going to trouble Sol and Rio. But as for Michael Owen claiming that goal ... you're 'avin a laff!!! On a side note, Welling Utd are still bottom of the Conference South having succumbed to Grays Athletic 4-2 on saturday. They kicked off at 3 o'clock the same time as the England match and Grays got a gate of 248 peeps. Now to me that seems pointless ... but then again what do I know about it.

I had one of those mornings on the train. Chilled listening to Hippie Torales in the mix my batteries ran out, then I had to change at London Bridge. Some people are so selfish. I got on a train to be met by Mr City Bloke reading his Tory rag with a large suit carries hanging down in the aisle. As the train got more and more packed did he move? Yeah right!!! So everyone was packed tightly into one side of the entrance whilst he read his paper on the other. Big up selecta is what I say, big up selecta.

My tune of the day: Inside Out - American Gypsy

Bored and extremely dangerous ...

This is my first ever weekend post. Well I lie ... but I am so bored that I logged onto here today. There is no football, it's autumn so no one wants to do anything constructive ...

I've surfed the net and I've watched TV .... BLIMEY.

My tune of the day: Welcome to the Story - Galliano

Something for the weekend ...

I really fancy seeing that film "Saw" but I'm not one for going to horror flicks alone. I like the togetherness you get when your with a young lady ... you know where I'm coming from ... don't you?

I had to laugh about that reality show the Farm. As I've mentioned I've been watching it just to see the interaction of Stan and Rebecca. Well when they showed her and that pig I was tempted to switch over ... but I perservered. I wish I hadn't bothered. I think this was without doubt the worst piece of TV ever shown ... even worst than a Chrystal Palarse match on TV.

So we have England against Wales this weekend. So what I hear you cry. I have to agree. I'm not one to get carried along on the England are going to conqueror the world line, but they should beat Wales! Shouldn't they? Well it will never be easy ... so I expect it to be 0-0.

I'm wearing an original vintage 70's cream jacket today. It rocks. It goes ever so well with a red rosette. Oh the stares on the train this morning as I browsed Living etc, only in America ... right.

Isn't picture messaging the best? I got two nice pictures last night. I would like to publicly state ...

thank you ;)

My tune of the day: Everybody loves the sunshine - Roy Ayres ft Erykah Badu

Young gifted and black ...

No not me, but I could be described as that ... in my humble opinion ... but it was playing over a news article about Black History month that I saw last night. Black history month, now that will send a few shudders down a few spines. What's the point, why do we need it, it's a waste of resources? I've heard it all before ... it's quite disappointing that people think that there shouldn't be an interest in the history of Black people in this country. It's actually part of my make up, so why shouldn't I take an interest?

The England squad were all photographed wearing those "Let's kick racism out of football" teeshirts yesterday. Another cheap marketing ploy? Maybe!! But it's still a major problem if you read what the Spanish National coach, Luis Aragones said to Jose Reyes. It's about Thierry Henry, and I'll let you work it out yourself.

I watched the MOBO's on BBC Tv last night. Am I getting old? Some of those acts, I ask you. I thought Mos Def did a great job in presenting the show, but I'm sure most people weren't down with his actual performance. I loved it, it's more cutting edge than most rapping. Estelle though I don't get, Most Promising newcomer ... yep if you say so.

News in ... Unilever are shutting their Birds Eye frozen food plant in Grimsby next year with the loss of 600 jobs. Seems like there will be trouble on the streets of Grimsby ...

My tune of the day: Jesus Walks - Kayne West

The self preservation society ...

Blimey, I said. I got an email this morning from the CIFC list saying that my page had been linked to the Forever Charlton site. That would mean that more people might want to see the drivel I actually spout, and work out who I am!!! Not a good thought really, I might have to dig out that fur coat so I can look a bit like Sol Campbell. Saying that though I should put up a link to the Forever site as well ...

There's been a lot of talk amongst the Charlton people about giving some of the young lads in reserve a chance. I would say that every time I have seen Lloyd Sam he impresses me, but there's more chance of Charlie Parker coming back than Lloyd getting a look in. After watching a Curbs led Charlton for over a decade we know what to expect.

1. Now we are an established Prem team no untried, untested, young lads can get a look in.

2. No player must be outside his own penalty box when the opponents have a corner, and yes that does include you Dennis.

3. Substitutes will stand on the touchline, stripped for about 10 minutes whilest Curbs and Day stand around scratching their bits.

4. We will sound off about a good cup run but in reality, forget it.

Anyway ... we all know what to expect from Charlton, even though some of us have forgotten. We will never be world beaters, but all we want is a little bit of passion. Try it, you might like it.

My tune of the day: Sparkle - Cameo

After the Lord Mayors show ...

Well how about that for a score? No not the Soapy Nigels, Charlton 3 Chelsea 0. Yep you read that right, but it was the ressies. Indeed Charlton reserves beat Chelsea reserves 3-0. Quality eh ... er well no not really. It was the reserves and the Chelsea team was full of twelve year olds.

I had my hair cut last night. I had a nice normal cut, short sides and front.

Apart from that it was a quiet night. I watched Ghost Ship on dvd ... a bit cheesey but okay for a few hours. I even managed to watch the Sopranos.

Well it's October now, it's autumn and I've come over all S.A.D!!! I need the heat of the sun, the lashing of the sea ... I need a holiday.

Oh, and I've just registered for Run London in November. A 10k road run round Southwark and Canary Wharf ... I don't get it.

My tune of the day: Love's got me - Loose Ends

Aye Carumba ...

Well that was that!!! Our boys took a hell of a thrashing at the hands of the Arse. It's no consolation how good they are, they we just didn't compete. I've seen us battle there in the past but this was by far the worst attacking performance in years. We had a total of zero shots on target. Zero ... now even CIFC would have had a shot. It started so well, a few bevies in the Gas Light in Finsbury Park, banter with Lopata, Vince, G and Bern. I even ate a bag of peanuts, and I never eat peanuts. Then we had the fun, sitting watching a load of poop with the only entertaining thing being that the Bald Stewards recognised me from last year. I actually left the match 20 minutes from the end. This was the first time I have left a game early since the early 80's, but it was raining, it was all down there end and I was pished. We had a mass exodus back to Arsenal Station then poor old Inspector Sands was left to help an elderly Arse fan who had slipped on the slippery tiles. The rest of us ran off to jump on a train that then got stuck in the tunnel for 25 minutes, oh the joys of North London.

I had a nice relaxing day down at my Mums yesterday. I actually lay on the settee for about 8 hours, watching all sorts of silly TV, like X-Factor and the King and I. I was treated to a nice lunch of a rack of lamb and had a leisurely drive home. It's so annoying driving a Mini on the motorway as all those 4x4's seem like they have their full beams on. But hey ... I'm not moaning.

Did I mention that I pulled a calf muscle on thursday. I kid you not my whole leg is throbbing. That's going to put me out of action for a week or so, but I might go and do some weights on Wednesday. Saying that though, I'm starting the Atkins again for 3 weeks today. Eggs and ham, egg's and ham ... in three weeks I will be Dr Seuess.

My tune of the day: Love of my life - Erykah Badu

Bombay Mix is gonna get ya ...

First things first. Millwall are out of Europe with little more than a passing mention. Or they would have been. It appears that up to 4 of their fans were stabbed over in Hungary. It's a game of football, whatever Bill Shankley said ... it ain't worth it. I was trying to put this into a Charlton perspective. Say we had qualified in 5th place last season and got into Europe. Would you have gone? Damn right you would!!! Hungary away just for a few days, quality. Then the realisation hits home. Eastern Europe, bad boys on mass, this ain't China. It's bad enough going to Kingston upon Hull or Grimsby, but being left to your own devises in a far flung hostile environment. Not what I would have wanted from a European experience. I know a few Millwall people, even class them as friends, and most of my Mums side of the family are all from down the Blue and off of Jamaica Road. So would I have wanted them to go to Hungary and end up like these lads. No I bleedin well wouldn't, so for once I'm going to send a big shout out to the Millwall.

Now onto other things, when do we play Palarse in that Cup????

I was flicking last night, you know flicking between channels and I came across that reality programme - The Farm. I'm hooked. What the bleedin hell is this all about? Rebecca Loos talking about her sexual adventures, Vanilla Ice threatening to land one on Terry Christian, Stan Collymore being voted Farm Manager ... I'm definately going to be tuned in for this one.

Sod the Grand Prix story, the best one I've seen today involves Asda and the fact that they were selling Dr Death costumes in their Hyde store yards from where Harold Shipman had his surgery. Now I shouldn't laugh, but I did ... even though Asda stated that a donation is now being made to victims families. Scotch Egg anyone?

It's another weekend and we have some footie this weekend. I say some footie with tongue very much lodged in my cheek. In fact we go to Highbury/ Library to take on the current Premier League Champions, current league leaders ... and the team who have not lost in something like 47 games. Law of averages and all that!!!!! No I don't think so either ... but lets just give it a go.

My tune of the day: Come on over - Teddy Pendergrass