It's been 365 days

Well another year is coming to an end. I won't be on line for the next few days as I get my head round a new job. It's going to be strange.

I'm relaxed, maybe a tad too relaxed. The break has passed me by and it will be back to the grind in a few days. Oh well.

It's down the Valley later for the Villans. Don't wait up.

My tune of the day: Hi-Jack - Herbie Mann

It's been a few days

A belated Happy Christmas to you all.

I've had a weird few days, away from the t'internet, and a PC.

I got the text on Christmas Eve telling me about Pards and I wish him and Lucky Les all the best. I watched the Foolham game, well the second half on TV. I just couldn't move myself to head down to watch it in person. I'm not sure if I should have been bothered, but that as Frank once said that .. is life.

I'm heading back out in a minute so I'll write something worthwhile in a day or so.

My tune of the day: Cosmic Lust - Mass Production

Merry bleedin Christmas

Dear Friends,

With Christmas almost upon us, I'd like to extend my heartfelt
appreciation to all of you who have taken the time and trouble to send
me "forwards" over the past 12 months. Thank you for making me feel
safe, secure, blessed and healthy.

Extra thanks to whoever sent me the email about rat crap in the glue
on envelopes? Because I now have to go get a wet towel every time I
need to seal an envelope. Also, I scrub the top of every can I open for
the same reason.

Because of your genuine concern, I no longer drink Coca Cola because I
know it can remove toilet stains, which is not exactly an appealing
characteristic.

I no longer check the coin return on pay phones because I could be
pricked with a needle infected with AIDS.

I no longer use cancer-causing deodorants even though I smell like a
water buffalo on a hot day.

I no longer go to shopping centres because someone might drug me with
a cologne sample and rob me.

I no longer eat KFC because their "chickens" are actually horrible
mutant freaks with no eyes or feathers.

I no longer worry about my soul because at last count, I have 363,214
angels looking out for me.

Thanks to you, I have learned that God only answers my prayers if I
forward an e-mail to seven of my friends and make a wish within five
minutes.

I no longer have any savings because I gave it to a sick girl on the
internet who is about to die in the hospital (for the 1,387,258th time).

I no longer have any money at all in fact - but that will change once
I receive the £15,000 that Microsoft and AOL are sending me for
participating in their special on-line email program.

Yes, I want to thank you all so much for looking out for me that I
will now return the favour!

If you don't send this e-mail to at least 144,000 people in the next 7
minutes, a large pigeon with a wicked case of diahorrea will land on
your head at 5:00PM this afternoon. I know this will occur because it
actually happened to a friend of my next door neighbor's
ex-mother-in-law's second husband's cousin's sisters boyfriend's mothers beautician.

Merry Christmas & a Happy New Year!

My tune of the day: Zoom - Fat Larrys Band

Well thats that then

Cue the Charlton email bulletin:

Plenty of seats remain on general sale for Charlton's home Christmas Premiership fixtures against Fulham on Wednesday, December 27th (8pm) and Aston Villa on Saturday, December 30th (12.45pm).

There's a surprise I thought we would have sellouts there. I CAN'T BELIEVE IT!!!

There's been loads of comments/ emails flying about re last nights dire performance. The one that made me laugh contained the line:

They appear not to give a toss. I was told this morning by an East
Stander that M Bent was bollocking Holland for applauding the fans, lovely
eh.

Go on Marcus. Quality. He's had his 200 grand signing on fee. His weekly wage, say 5-10k and a Hollyoaks girlfriend. Not bad for an inept, ineffective forward. Good job if you can get it. If we can we've got to ship him out. Twelve months is a damn long time.

I wore a santas hat to the game last night. It wasn't lucky.

Only two more days at Hatstand. I'm still doing the handover. It's still a bit weird.

If you haven't got anything to do on Friday, how about this!!!!

Oh have you seen the story about the Boy Scout who told Jim Davisdon he was a fn w(b)anker during the matinee performance of his panto in Dartford? No!!!! Bovvered!!!!

So should it be pigs in blankets or devils on horseback with my christmas dinner?

Did I mention that England lost the Ashes!!!!!!! Oh well.

My tune of the day: Love is you - Carol Williams

Littlewoods Cup

Or is it the Milk Cup? We've got Wycombe Wanderers tonight and as Lucky Les said "If we beat Wycombe in the Quarter finals we will be in the Semi-Finals". Good call Uncle Les.

I will be going tonight, and I intend to wrap up warm, however I may not stay around for the Extra time and penalties.

I'm doing a handover at work .... I say no more.

It's Kate Jacksons drink up tomorrow and the Hatstand party on Thursday. It's the wine library on Friday!!!!! Not sure when the presents are going to get wrapped.

My tune of the day: I know - Chaka Khan

Marvellous

It was a wonderful day yesterday, drinking, eating with friends only ruined when I decided I wanted to know the Wet Sham score, and switched on the WAP. I only managed a chuckle this morning. Fifteen years huffing and puffing against UManU and they do it in his first game!!!! Jesus H.

My saturday was one of contentment or maybe contemptment. As I sat in the Upper North, I was dreaming of cut priced tickets when Colchester come down next season. I bet we get them away first game of next season!!!! It's a slight distraction tomorrow when we play Wycombe in the League Cup. I say put the lads in, and go for it. Sam, Gislasson, Weston.

It's the last week at Hatstand and it all seems a bit weird. I'm doing a handover and documenting everything I actually do. All very strange really when you try to jot down what it is is part of the job.

The Northern Addick moves into his new mansion today. I should actually call him to make sure it all went ok!!!! Yep just called him, he's hard at it ... they didn't knick the taps ....

Oh vote Mark Ramprakash in Strictly Come Dancing ....

My tune of the day: Every time he comes around - Minnie Ripperton

North / South divide

I was going to get round to saying something about this. But the Inspector got there first. However I must say that this goes to prove why Gerrard will stay at Liverpool for his whole career and win not very much. Those whinging Scousers, always on about how witty they are, how everyone is against them, well did you see Ken Dodd on the Royal Variety Performance??? He made Stan Boardman look funny.

It's a 12:45 kick off tomorrow. I'd have preferred a 10:00 kick off. Get the whole thing out the way so I can do something constructive for the remainder of the day.

Chrimbo is a week or so away. Blimey I'd better start getting some pressies sorted. The tree went up on Wednesday, although I'd lost the instructions so it was all arse about face. The red lights look good.

Oh and for the Benefit of all the listeners England have fcuked up in the Cricket again. I turned it on to see the last wicket stand between Monty and Stevo but it was all over by then. There's always the World Cup .... not.

Only a week left in the job. I'll have to start packing up all my bits. I'll do that on Tuesday.

My tune of the day: Tears - Frankie Knuckles

Nearly a week

Well that was that!!!!!

A jaunt over to Belgium, a defeat to the Spudz, Welling's floodlights blowing down, Monty getting a fivefor in his first Ashes match. Oh what a week.

Then to cap it all Curbs turns up at Wet Sham, glowing like the proverbial cat that got the cream. He's got Merv and I presume Keef with him, so it'll be same as usual. Just watch Wet Sham gring out a few 1-0's at Everton.

Seems like Les has had his honeymoon. Big Bent and Thomas have got bthe hump that Lloyd Sam is in the team. This is the same Big Bent that has swanned around for nie on 12 months doing what they say in Belgium as Le Fuck All, and the same Thomas that is always ill stroke injured stroke not up for it. 5-1, blimey it doesn't seem like a year since we last lost by that score!!!!

If you have a spare couple of days, take the Eurostar over to Belgium for the Christmas Market. It puts you in a festive spirit. Especially on the way back when the trains are stacked up at Shortlands and you are behind the 10:44 stopping train from Denmark Hill to Claphan North. Totally unbelievable really ... but hey ho I can see the Olympics in 2012 being a cutting edge event.

A bottle of Howgaarden in Belgium is 0.57 cent. Over here in Blighty it's 3 notes. So are we European when it suits?

It's a shy over a week til Big Santa turns up baring gifts. So what have you askied for?

My tune of the day: In the mood for love - Chakka Khan

Millwall

I was flicking through one of the free sheets last night and I came across a story about Millwall changing their badge. Now I seem to remember there was abranding issue a couple of years back when the reverted to a white strip and the old badge with lions on a shield. Now it seems the new supporters club want the Lenny the Lion image back. Two choices A and B!!!! They look the same ... so that's ok then.

Its Williams and Harrison 2 tomorrow. I went to the first but am giving it a miss tomorrow. I will be decorating then popping down to see my Mum as it's her birthday. I remember the first being such a let down. We didn't even get to go out after because everyone was so pished off. What a difference a year makes?

I was reading the Metro this morning and there was a story about the First Gay Divorce!!!!!!!! Fuck off ... they ain't even married. It's a civil partnership.

My tune of the day: I feel for you - Chakka Khan

Eccles Cake

I've found this shop over Spitalfields that does quality eccles cakes. You know the buttery ones that melt in your mouth. Oh maybe you don't!!! But I have always loved an eccles, as oppossed to a Chorley.

Shame ...

I went out at lunch to confirm numbers for the Christmas drink/ meal on the 17th. There are 30 odd now. So they'll have to section a lil' space in the Pub. It's quality that people are getting off their arrises.

It's H's birthday on the 22nd. I got an email. Bleedin email. What ever happened to texts?????

I've fallen into having Oatso simple instead of Porridge Oats of a morning. If you microwave the oats you get a bowl full of hot oats!!! If you microwave Oatso Simple, you get a bowl of porridge. How does that work?

Welcome back Kins. Mark Kinsella is back as Development Guy Guru. To think he nearly went to Gillingham because we wouldn't pay the fee.

Christmas is two weeks away. I'm off to the Christmas Market in Brussels on Monday. I can't wait. Mussles and mulled wine ....

My tune of the day: I'll be holding on - Al Downing

Whoooommmp there it is

Who said football was a funny old game?

Whoever said it was an idiot. It wasn't funny after 91 minutes of last nights game. We'd huffed and puffed like a demented wolf trying to blow the Tower of London down. Blackburn had spoilt their way through the match and were in reality thankful for the point they had got. Thenup steps the ELK. He didn't try and thump it as hard as he could. He sidefooted it round the wall built for Andy Reid. Now at no point did Blackburn expect the ELK to take it. No one else had touched a dead ball. Reid had done it all .. so talk about a clever bit of planning. He side footed the ball round the wall exactly where Micheal Gray had stood and into the middle of the goal. The crowd went wild, well those that were left did. Sod all them muppets that had gone 10 minutes early. You get what you deserve.

Anyway it's upwards and onwards to White Hart Lane. I won't be going, and given the Arse are charging 42 notes I may give that a miss as well. North London muppets. All dogs on string.

My tune of the day: Word up - Cameo

Happy Anniversary

Remember, remember the 5th of December. The day Walshy swung his boot and we all rejoiced in being back home. And tonight the Primas take on Blackburn who ruined Curbs last match last season, and always seem to play out of their skin, remember the League Cup match last season!!!! Even Brad Friedle has scored down the Valley. By all accounts we were pants on Saturday. I got a text from Sir Jim saying Hopeless, gutless, crap. A text of the Ginger Blackpool fan saying Ha,ha,ha !!!!! Twat. We were taken apart by Reading then by Sheffield Utd. At what point do people think we are going to get out of the mire? At what point do you think Dennis Rommedahl will suddenly become Zico and Matt Holland Ronaldhino???? They are workman like players, that on their day are ok and on another day are completely shite. I remember jesting as I left the last City Addicks meeting ... "I'll see you at the next meeting in Feb, and we'll still be bottom" Jesting I wasn't. I fel sorry for the fans who think Darren Bent is the savior. We'll be relegated he'll be off and that will be that. Jim bob had it right at the Everton game. We can all burey our heads in the sand or start planning for a drop in the division. Pin point the players that we need. Get a couple of old heads, get Myhre in the team and get him playing for next season, blood a few of the youngsters for next seasons battle, and lets look this relegation in the eye. Yep money wise we'll be fucked. But what can we do? You can't make a silk purse out of a pigs ear. Realise, and it will come.

Oh and I turned the TV on this morning and England had thrown away the Ashes. 126 all out!!!! Quality. They only had to bat out a couple of sessions and it would have been a bore draw and onto the Gaba. But oh no, Shane Warne is back to his brilliant best, and McGrath gets back in the groove. The facts are that England let themselves down.

My tune of the day: Cry my eyes out - Bunny Sigler

One of them days

Well what can you say. A power cut at work today put the servers totally on the back foot.

It's Blackburn tomorrow, but you know what .... we're doomed I tell thee, doomed.

My tune of the day: Caught in the middle - Juliet Roberts

Done it

Well I've only gone and resigned ....

Rock on

First day of the rest of your life

Well, it should have been done by know ... but they aren't around for me to do it. It's friday and they've been out since lunch.

I'm going to make a cup of tea and then hopefully they will be back ...

I'll keep you in the loop.

My tune of the day: Love Can't rurn around - Farley Jackmaster Funk

Kings of Upton Park

Well I got to Tower Hill and waited last night. Waited and waited ... about 20 freaking minutes. Upton Park here I come. I was off to see the FA Youth Cup Third Round. I got there at 5 to 7 there was one turnstyle open and a long que of kids. Two stewards kept asking if people had tickets!!!!! I ask you. Finally they said if you had the correct money you could go round the side. So clutching my three pound notes I did that. I took my seat at 5 past.

Well both teams huffed and puffed and failed to blow the house down. I sat there and drunk my cup of PG tips. I spoke to Sir Bobalot on the phone about the merrits of Youth football, and after 90 minutes with the score 0-0 and another 30 minutes looming, I buggered off. I had a turkey stirfry waiting in Leytonstone.

I found out this morning that the mighty Addicks had won 1-0 with a scorcher in Extra time. Well done boys.

I've just been getting all the tunes ready for New Years Eve. A proper Disco Inferno. Just found few Trammps tunes, some Tom Moulton Mixes and some corkers by Patrick Adams. Could be a good one.

I may have some news tomorrow .. so watch this space.

My tune of the day: Disco Juice - Phreek

London Lite

Now I've been reading this paper since the Standard priced itself out of the market, and the London Lite gave me a half hour read on the way home. This is the paper that put "The King of Sweden" on it's pages and generally looks at different blogs/ sites on a daily basis. However what I have noticed recently is the amount of blogs written by single (and I won't say simpleton) women and their quest for sex stroke a relationship. It is quite amazing. Last nights edition had some sucka chatting about not being able to get a fella in London. It's the London way of life that makes it difficult. Nothing about her being a munter, crass, with a personality of Fred Wests wife. Yeah it's everyone elses fault. Jesus H, take some responsibility, go and get your teeth fixed, maybe have a facial, buy some deodorant and don't drink so much red wine that you end up with a nose like Alex Fergusons.

And they all seem to be Northerners who want to come to make their fortune and then bugger off to have babies. Well as DX say, I have two words for you ...

Bugger Off ...

My tune of the day: Rabbit - Chas n Dave

 

Long way back ....

Did you see the pictures of Freddie shaking Ricky Pontings hand at the end of the test? What a scruffy boy. A blue singlet, unkept hair and tatoos. Ponting was resplendent in his blazer. Tells you something.

I'm trying out the Waterloo and City line tonight. I've never needed to before but I need to get over to Waterloo to get my Eurostar tickets. So as I'm in the City it makes sense. I'm told it gets really

I've only had one cup of tea today ... blimey. Must crack on.

I'm thinking about going to Upton Park tomorrow to see the FA Youth match. I haven't seen the kids play in years, so it could be quite good. I remember going to an FA Youth Cup match at Maine Road between City and Utd back in the day.

My tune of the day: I got the feeling - James Brown

Kevin Pietersen

It was about 12:05 this morning when KP threw in the towel. He chipped it to mid on and that was that. It's a funny game that cricket, but at least it went into the fifth day.

In relation to football, I witnessed total ineptitude on Saturday. First from Charlton, who were pish poor then from Everton, who had a bloke tie up his lace when Charlton were attacking. If the ELK had done that he would have been run out of dodge. It was poor though.

I've been watching I'm a Celebrity but don't really understand the concept. Surely these people aren't celebrities? Toby Anstis!!!! Myleene Klass!!!! Matt Willis!!!! Blimey O'Reilly????

I saw my first house of the year with decorations up yesterday. Very understated but decorations none the less.

Picture this. It's 6:45 the alarm goes off. I put on the TV and the news says that Network Rail have made a profit. Their first since inception in 2002. They continue with the astonishing fact that 9 out of every 10 trains run on time.

Fast forward to 8:15 ...

There I am at Hither Green waiting for the 8:19. At 8:20 they announce a platform change that causes a scrum and people launching themselves at the stairs. We cram on the 8:19 an 8:25 and I get off at London Bridge. I cross the platform to get a train to Cannon Street and am met with the 8:17 train coming in at 8:42. So is it me that attracts late trains ... or have Newtwork Rail lied?????

A thousand notes a year rocks, doesn't it?

What is it with Britney Spears in the paper lills a kimbo. Your a mother don't you know!!!!1

My tune of the day: Winners - Kleeer

Creeeeckit ....

There I was this morning ... 2 am as the first session came to an end. What was all that about I thought!!!!! It's been hype all the way, but please how crap have Harmy and Giles been. Anderson wasn't much better and it's all down to Freddie. I woke up at 6:45, by 7:10 there were 3 wickets down!!!!! Well that's the Ashes for another 2 years. Get them at Trent Bridge and we may (see I said WE) be in with a shout.

Now I have Sky + it's quality having Sky in the bedroom. I was able to go to bed at 8 and flik last night. Now that was a sight.

I've had a few Chrimbo party invites come through already. It's still only 24 November, and there are trees up, cards being sent and parties ready. Blimey, I know I've qrapped a few pressies but come on.

On a side note, 02 are proper crap, and the white chocolate phone is not too far behind.

I've been doing a bit of searching on Soul Train now this is how it should be.

My tune of the day: Live it up - Isley Bros

Blimey

It's Thursday, and all is well. Just back from the Hogs head, half a bottle of red and a veggie burger. Rock on.

It's football on Saturday ...12:freakin' 45 kick off. Oh well, can't wait.

I've just realised I get up in the dark, go home in the dark .... it's just always dark. Could I have SAD disease, or is that Freddie Flintoff?

I watched the first 30 mins and last hour of the first day today. I have to say England were abysmal. They have no chance. I'll watch some more tonight .... Gilo in front of Monty, he's havin' a laff.

I finally got round to watching the second episode of Lost last night. Quality is all I can say, quality.

Jan Leeming on that Jungle programme ... television heaven, or television hell!!!!!

My tune of the day: Open Sesame - Kool and the Gang

2012

Well pardon me for passing an opinion but it looks like the Olympics is going tits up for us Londoners. It seems it will be us, yes us Londoners who will be forking up for the 1-3 billion pounds short fall. Us Londoners who will have our hands in our pockets so they can build those Olympic traffic lanes around our city, they can build an Olympic Sized swimming pool, and piss half of the East End off. It's quite funny how the VAT wasn't originally costed in, supposedly ... and how all the costs have suddenly escalated. Surely they should have written in high costs and then wowed everyone when it came well within budget!!!! Or is that my way of thinking?

The thing is when it comes down to it, just watch every muppet from Liverpool, Leeds, Sheffield come and get the bleeding tickets. I bet there won't be a ticket to be had for anything, not even the formation dancing bobsleigh. It's bollocks all of it.

Oh one minute Sir Chris of Powell is coming back as the third coach!!!!! Then he isn't. Shouldn't they go for Morts? That's what Lennie said.

It's time to get a better Broadband deal. Now the question is does wireless actually work? Answers on a postcard.

I've got a Raspberry Krispy Kreme to go with my cup of tea this afternoon. I may have to go do it now.

One for Sir Bob of Jim, did you see Michael Richards in his racist rant!!!! Well I've burnt all my Seinfeld DVD's. Only in America.

My tune of the day: Juicy fruit - MTUME

An Essex Whine ...

Lakeside noveaux rocks.

It's been a busy few days, busy doing nothing.

Luckily I didn't go to Reading on Saturday. Gerry got me out of jail there. By all accounts it was woeful. I think that many of our lot went there expecting the season to take off. I think the reality check kicked them right in the bollocks. I got a few text whilst I was walking round Lakeside, and it wasn't good. I was happy to be in TK Max as oppossed to the Madjeski.

I got to see the Borat film on Friday. The Stratford Roxy isn't much cop, but the film fitted into the surroundings. There were a few belly laugh moments, and a few cringes. The fight was spot on.

The Sky plus malarky is kicking in. I saved Lost, RAW, Match of the Day, the David Haye fight ... and I still haven't got round to watching the damn things. I'll have to do it this evening. Between some ironing.

It's nearly Christmas. I know because I was wrapping some pressies last night. Yep, I have bought some Christmas presents and have wrapped them and put them under the tree. Well I would if I had put the tree up, but its the 21st November, so I've got a few weeks before the tree goes up.

What does everyone want for Chrimbo then? Three points!!!!!

My tune of the day: Tengo Said (The Batidos Song) - Batidos

Oh well

This has been down most of the day.

I'll put some ramblings up later.

Wind and rain

I've just been blown from pillar to post. In an ideal world that would be a good thing.

Well a pleasant evening was had by all last night at the City Tavern as Lennie and Johnny H were given the third degree about Monica. It was quite funny, especially the David Whyte kung fu story.

Thanks to Gerry I won't be at Reading. He didn't get the tickets in time ....

It's Children in Need tonight. I just want to see the Celebrity Scissorhands people. Steve Strange, I ask you.

I've just booked the Office Christmas Party. Thai Square it is.

My tune of the day: Boogie Wonderland - Earth Wind and Fire

Complete

Well my life is now complete, Sky plus is on the go. I've put it off, and put it off, but yesterday I had it fitted and I'm pausing stuff for the sheer fun of it. Adverts, you're having a laugh.

I also popped to the doctors yesterday. I've had a few aches and paines and thought as I was off, I'd pop along. After half an hour wait, I was first in the queue I was in with the Doc for about 3 minutes. I told her my symptoms and she agreed and sent me packing!!!! The NHS, quality.

Bleedin Gerry didnt come up with the tickets to Reading. It was sold out. Ask someone to do something and you are always left waiting. It's not a difficult thing to do!!! So it looks like decorating, or Borat on Saturday.

The ashes starts in a week. Poor old Tresco.

It's the City Addicks meeting tonight. That should be a giggle.

My tune of the day: Nights In Brazil - Leon Ware

Sky plus

Well it's being fitted so I'll be back later

Beep, beep ... text

Well you wouldn't have seen that one coming. Sitting outside the Yoga place, contemplating the traffic through the Blackwall tunnell and I got the text. Charlton and Dowie have parted. Now we only have 2 wise monkeys. Hmmmm. The news started trickling through on Five Live. They spoke to Leroy Roisenior who said, it was a strange one, to Tommy Doc, who said very strange, Alan Hansen who thought the move strange!!!! So then, that'sll be a strange move from Minty and the board, they have no idea what they are doing and have just thrown a wobbler. I doubt it.

I got home and Rob Lee was on Sky Sports News. Rob Lee!!!!!!!! He was playing for us when Lennie was boss, so he knows what's going on. He thought it very strange (that word again) and that the new man would be under so much presure. The new man???? Hoddle, Twaddle or Waddle ... diamond lights my a$$.

The emails are flying about, some people aren't happy with the board, but per-lease. Let them manage our football club, let's trust their judgement. They got it wrong and so have had the balls to do something about it.

The funniest thing about all this was the appearance of the Orangemeister himself Si Jordan, to give his thoughts on something that didn't or infact doesn't concern him. I don't blame Sky, but the fat one sits there and talks about gutless , faceless people. Well, how big is that queue now waiting to give him a smack?

It's Lucky Les now anyway, and there will be a big vat of soup winging it's way to Reading. Ho, ho ... I can't wait.

My tune of the day: I Wasn't Kidding - Angie Stone

City Addicks this Thursday

I did say that I would mention it ... and it's got to be better than me harping on about Wigan ...

Despite the unfortunate incident of the club arranging an event the same evening of the scheduled City Addicks meeting, the City Addicks committe can confirmation the guests will be Lennie Lawrence, plus one popular ex-player from the late 80s-early 90's era.

The Q+A will be held at the regular venue, the City Tavern, 29 Lawrence Lane, London EC2V 8DP. It is just a couple of minutes walk from both Bank and Mansion House tube (map below)

http://www.streetmap.co.uk/newmap.srf?x=532432&y=181212&z=0&ar=Y

We meet in the main bar from 5.30 - 6pm, before moving upstairs for a 6.30pm start. The City Addicks is not part of the supporters branch network, or linked to any particular group. It is simply an informal gathering of Charlton fans young and old, to have a few drinks, ask questions and share old tales with former players and managers. As a result, it is probably the most laid-back of the cafc / supporter gatherings. Lennie is driving up from Bristol to be with us. It is really important given what has happened that we get a good turnout for the event, so we are asking all Charlton fans to please try and make the effort, and encourage as many others to do so.

Thanks

So come on let's be aving you

Weekend

I can't believe that a week ago I was in Blackpool stroke Southport. A week is a long time in show business. It was sunny and I had mostly been eating bacon and eggs.

It comes around every 6 months, and it's quality. You can't beat Southport as an event. The peeps, the music, almost everything. Even Ginger.

It's Wigan away tomorrow. It's funny how my need for football has diminished. The JJB is a stadium I haven't been to but I don't feel the urge. Sod that, I'd prefer to wap the score up. I think it's the journey home that does it.

Roll on 5:30.

It'sd Claires birthday today, so I had to share a bottle at lunch time. I'm a tad squiffy at the mo, but that's the way to live your life.

I was thinking about cleaning the car tomorrow. Or more to the point, getting the car cleaned. It's been 6 months!!!!! Maybe a valet would work as well.

I've just been watching some old boxing highlights on YouTube. The Benn/ McClellan fight. Roy Jones Jnr and James Toney. It's all there. Even Charlton stuff ... now that's quite sad.

My tune of the day: X is coming - DMX

Things that make you laugh

I read this today and it made me chuckle ... It could have been me, ooohhh yeah

1. Meander-thals. Everywhere I go, people seem to be getting in my way. However, on further inspection, they aren't going anywhere until they see me. Then they want to get there sharpish. I think we now need walking licenses. You can't walk on a public pavement until you have passed your walking proficiency.

2. Window-seat-aphobics. Get on any mode of public transport and you'll see these bastads. They sit as far away from the window as possible then frown when you want to get past. What's the problem window freak? Scared someones gonna sit on your colostomy bag?

I'm just having a nice cup of tea and an eccles cake. It's all about the finer things in life. That's why I'm wearing tweed.

I saw Graham Poll was at it again last night. It was never a penalty, so McFadden got what he deserved. Have you heard the latest about the Terry sending off. It made me laugh.

My tune of the day: Respect - Aretha Franklin

Onwards mad erm,

Well talk about overcome the odds. A Tuesday night in Derbyshire and I was expecting us to roll over and die. Twoo minutes in ... seems like I can call it. Supporting Charlton isn't an easy feat. I listened to part of it on BBC Five Xtra. They do like to talk the underdog up, but how many chances did we missin Extra time? Blimey, Dowie even got abuse from some peeps in the crowd. Things are looking up.

I did some ironing last night. I could do three weeks ironing if I wanted. Have I got too many clothes?

I've just read that Miss Great Britain has been stripped of her title, for wait for it .. getting her lulllies out. A glamour model, maybe Page Three ... now there's a surprise.

It's getting colder. Time for the big coats.

It's Christmas Coffee time at Starbucks!!!!!!!!!!!! Eggnog latte anyone? Seems a tad early, but hey money is money.

I'm just about feeling myself again after the OoOP North experience. It's actually good to catch up with people, and see them get older every 6 months. It's a shame that Woody got scared out of going.

My tune of the day: Mysterious Vibes - The Blackbyrds

Chelsea

I did laugh at the John Terry sending off ... but Graham Poll is an idiot.

Back

I'm back, and feeling it .... I'll come back a bit later.

It's a Northern Thing ....

It's off to Blackpool tonight. Rock on .... that is if Wendal gets his ass in gear.

Then it's Southport tomorrow, 3 days of hell!!!!

I'm missing another game on Saturday. That's two in quick succession, what with the Arse playing when I was on my holibobs. Can't they arrange thgese games with us supporters in mind!!!!! One answer ... NO.

I just hope it's not too cold up North tomorrow. I've only got a small wee jacket.

Have you noticed how all the postage costs seem to have doubled in price. I sent a package to fay and was charged 7 notes!!!! I remember when it used toi be tuppence.

Oh, I twatted my foot against the cupboard last night and my pinkie has ballooned. I'm using freeze spray but it still hurts. Now I know what Gary Lineaker feels like.

Blimey the West Indies only went and won their Semi.

My tune of the day: Jump to it - Aretha Franklyn

Trains

So how comes a 10 minute journey takes 30 mkinutes when you need it to take 10 minutes. Every other bleedin day when it doesn't really matter, it sails through. This morning, stop start, stop start .... blimey.

Don't dark nights make the days long.

Barcelona/ Chelsea what was that all about!!!!!

Oh it's Southport this weekend, a good blow out. It will be good to see Timbo this weekend. Luckily half my clothes are being driven up there .... yeeee ha.

I'm a tad late with this today .... oh well off home now.

My tune of the day: Boys, boys, boys - Sabrina

ARSE FROM YOUR ELBOW!!!!

Go on the South London massive. Put Cameron in his place, you may make him come up with some policies!!!!! Keep it real.

So Man City got a win. That's them and Wet Sham moving 3 points further away from us. We are fucked.

It's halloween. So get your masks out and turn the lights off, so you won't get done by the trick or treaters.

Well I didn't comment on Ye Old James Brown on Friday night. I would have to say what a performer. He still has the band as slick as ever, and is still a 70 year old perv. When he brought on the Sugar Babes, they got a bit scared with his chat, but it made me laugh. Typically the biggest bloke in the place wanted to stand in front of me, then had loads of kids chatting during the performance. Move on down the bus.

Back to the gym today, Body Max ... hmmmm.

My tune of the day: Sound of the Music - Dayton

Cold winds ....

You could see the winds blowing round St James' on Saturday evening. Sod that, I thought. I could quite happily have been up in the gods watching over that 0-0. Football, the beautiful game. Try telling that to Marcus Bent, Amady Faye and Matt Holland. You could then tell Bryan Hughes, Herman and Darren Bent. But I wouldn't waste my breathe.

Oh West Ham won the league yesterday!!!! Well it seems like it anyway. I think they would have been awarded the league if the press had their way. Poor old Pards.

Welling Uniteds cup dream is over for another season. 3-0 at home to a minnow. Hmmmm, it must be me. Luckily I didn't bother, so they can't really blame me for it. I'll stick to men watching football, and the vidi printer.

There's a glut of poppys around. I though Remembereance Sunday was around the 11 November. Seems like a few weeks away to me!!!! It's not just christmas then that gets this treatment.

The Royal Family. Now I've never been a watcher of this, but I settled down to watch it last night. I have to say I was pleasantly surprised. When Jim and Twiggy were laying the laminate flooring, I even laughed out loud.

It's sausage and mash this evening. Mmmmmm ....

My tune of the day: Freak a Zoid - Midnight Star

Whhopppeeee

It's the weekend, well nearly.

Had a nice stroll around Spitelfields and bagged myself an Eccles Cake. I know how to live. I also purchased some Sasparilla. Yum.

It's the BBC Electronic Proms tonight and the Godfather of the Good Groove, Mr, James .... James .... James .... Brown.

**Starts singing get up offa that ting**

I'm quite looking forward to it. A more intimate surroundings should play into James showman persona.

It's Southport next weekend. Another game I'll miss. Blimey this is becoming a habit.

I'm actually considering the Wings in the Cup tomorrow. It could be a good game, but I'm still thinking that I jinx them. Do they really need that? Then its the Toon game in a pub. Hmmm.

Oh did I mention the West Indies knocked Engalnd out of the ICC. That was without even playing them. Oh sorry about that, there's always the Ashes.

My tune of the day: Just do it - Sunburst Band

Money

Well would you believe it? We only went and beat the Trotters. That's twice in a season, never been known before. We are now Boltons bogey side .... yeah right. I heard the result as I was on the way to Stanstead. My mothers plane was delayed by 4 hours so it was easier to drive there. However the old BAA have a crafty scheme going where they charge everyone a minimum of 1 pound 50 pence to get your car anywhere near the airport. The old drive up ramp is being rebuilt so you have to use the carpark and the old 10 minutes free grace is no more. I was there for 3 minutes and had to pay. Nice.

I got back in, that is after sitting outside the Blackwall Tunnel for 40 minutes, just in time to see the Bolton misses. What with the rain et al .... it was a long old night.

Just bought a trilby. That's the look for Autumn ... trilby and mac .... it makes me laugh anyway.

My tune of the day: Heartbreaker - Leroy Burgess

Flippin Charlton

WHAT'S THE FUKING POINT????

I post up loads of old nonsence and it gets lost in cyberspace.

Fuck blogger.

I was bemoaning the fact that Charlton and Arsenal had reached an agreement to move the New Years Day game, some 24 hours. Thanks!!!! Fuck the supporter who wants a game on New Years Day, and on Boxing Day!!!! But we have to whistle. We don't count anymore, so they want my support tonight then can go twiddle. I'll be elsewhere.

I've just been offered 2 tickets for the Toon game on Saturday!!!!! Typical.

I saw the Township Stories last night. It was quite harrowing although well acted. The story did make you think. The stewed chicken rocked.

It's been a while since I went to the theatre to see a play. It's usually Musicals!!!! I'll have to go more often, and was definately worth the trip to Stratford.

Oh, I got a text from Gerry last night saying Dean Ashton was in TFI's in Bluewater. I'm a bit worried, not about Ashton given Wet Sham were losing to Chesterfield but Gerry was in TFI's!!!!!

My tune of the day: Crackin' Up Over You - Roy Hamilton

Moaning

I was just thinking that I haven't had a good old moan for a while.

No, lets fight it ..... move on.

Just back from Tescos. What is it with smokers standing round in groups at the entrance of shops? Or what about people who walk and stop, walk and stop right in front of you!!!

I've just realised that my moisturiser contains fake tan. Blimey .....

I'm off to the theatre this evening. The Township Stories seems to be quite harrowing. It's just shy of 2 and a half hours, so I just hope I don't drop off.

I fancied a good nights sleep last night so popped two night nurse tabs. The next thing I remember is being woken by my alarm. They do work.

I've just bought some Porridge for my breakfast. It's true, winter is upon us.

My tune of the day: You - Maze (Live In New Orleans)

It may be winter outside ....

Sang Big Bazza, and it feels like it today. The cold winds are kicking in, and added to the rain, well Autumn is finally here.

So we could say the Football season is finally upon us. Well it seemed like that on Saturday with the last game this year when it will be light at the end of play. Not counting the 12:45 Everton jobbie. The clocks go back on Sunday. An extra hour in bed ....

Well Watford came, they defended and in reality had the chance to get their first 3 points of the season. Darius Henderson must have been kicking himself all the way home. How he missed that chance in the second half he, and I will never know. I would have even said that Kevin ... no even Gerru would have scored that one. Anyway we got out of jail, picked up a point and roll onto St James Park next week. Sod Bolton on Wednesday, I will be having a nice dinner and meeting up with my Mum.

Oh didn't it rain yesterday!!!! I ended up watching Kung Fu hustle. Better than I thought. Prime Suspect was also a little disappointing. We had worked out who did it at the end of the first show, and sat and watched the Cops finally figure it out. It wasn't as good as I had hoped, but hey it's drama on ITV.

My tune of the day: Crash Bang Wallop what a picture - Tommy Steel

Back

Well yesterday I couldn't get out of bed. Sniffles, a headache and general lethargy. Rock on.

Andre and Price

Now you have to listen to this. A locked on contender for Christmas number one. Totally unbelievable really. Why can't I get a record deal?

It's the return to Powelly tomorrow. I'm thinking he won't start. But Romm vs Powell, Dicks vs Mills anyone.

I'm trying not to think about the game. It was obvious as soon as we made it Operation Cottaging that we were going to get turned over. Remember the mask day, or the Yellow day against Forest, or the Red day against Pompey. It never works. So just treat tomorrows game as a normal Saturday, standard fair/ fayre. Leave all the 6 pointer nonsense to Sky.

Talking of Sky I've finally bit the bullet and gone and got Sky plus. Only because Lost has gone to the damn fleecers. Sky One from now on, no Channel 4. That means more ads, more general stupidity all round.

I've just finished a Body attack class. It has to be the hardest class at the gym. Two new blokes started but walked out half way through. It's all about rhythm.

Oh I forgot to mention the West Indies beat Australia the other day. That leaves England and Australia in a must win match tomorrow. That's quite funny.

My tune of the day: Go Bang - Dinosaur L

Ho hum

It's taken all day to log on.

Now I'm here, I have nothing to say. That must be due to half a bottle of red at lunchtime.

I was going to watch Welling tonight, but I need a night in. Chelsea v Barca may work. And some pasta.

It's nearly christmas.

My tune of the day: Michaels Prayer - Michael Watford

Oh well

It's going to be a long cold winter. Charlton as expected rolled over for 5 minutes, and lost. You have to take your chances and as the better team in the first half you have to make it count. Fulham were never going to be as dire in the second half and when they brough on Claus and put 3 in the middle we didn't combat it. If you don't shoot you don't score. But when can you take a realistic look at what Dowie has done. In January? In May when we may well be relegated? Or now? When Fulham changed their formation we didn't. Would Allerdyce not have seen it, or Pardew, or even Curbs. Who knows? I don't ... but it was bloody awful to watch. Oh well, a 30 yard screamer from Christopher Powell on Saturday?

Domestic Violence surged during England's matches during the world cup. Ho hum.

I was reading the Metro this morning and chuckled at Larushka Ivan-Zadeh's take on Vincent last night. Supposedly the Cockney jargon on the show is absurd and is a giraffe. She goes on to say that no one uses the term jacksey!!!! Well having sat through loads of Northerneque TV and not understood a flippin' word it would be good to hear Vincent at his Cockney best waxing lyrical about Tommy Steele, Pickled Onions and Mr Woo. I've heard people say jacksey even if Larushka hasn't. I don't watch it myself, but I may just start.

My tune of the day: Gibraltar - Freddie Hubbard

It's finally here ...

Well a month ago I went to my last Charlton game. A 1-0 defeat to Pompey. A month, a bleedin month .... it's a great game this football. It's all over to Putney on the river boat anyone?

I went to see the Devil Wears Prada on Saturday. A bit of a chick flick but good none the less. It was definitely better than watching X Factor, so they can stick that. We had a lovely pre cinema meal at Pizza Express in Stratford ... NOT. I've never had a bad experience with Pizza Express, a nice brand, nice pizzas but this was taking the piss. We arrived, where greeted and seated. A few minutes the order was taken and a few minutes after that our drinks arrived. We had a laugh, drank and chatted. Then did it some more and then some more. We looked around, there were a few people in, but not a lot, all of them lacking one thing .... food. Well a few had some food but not many. Anyway we waited, waited some more and waited again. No more drinks, no waiter interaction. Finally some 70 minutes later I summand the manager, he shrugged, shrugged some more, said they were busy then walked off. He returned with a handful of orders, they hadn't even started to cook ours yet. Talk about take the piss. As I had sat there I had noticed quite a few take away orders being bagged up. Take care of your sit down customers first is what I say. I won't be going there again. Pizzas, I may just give up on the damn things.

Oh and if you missed Prime Suspect you deserve to be locked in a room and made to watch Love Island. A quality piece of TV, quality acting an alround great 2 hours on the sofa.

I finally got a video and was able to watch the last two episodes of Lost. Quality, but what that was all about I'm sure I'll find out in 6 months.

My tune of the day: Brother on the run - Mousse T

 

Roll on the weekend ....

Well it must be touching 20 degrees outside. I did another Body Attack class, came outside and within seconds I was sweating bucket loads again. It's all good though, it's got to be better than that there rain.

Oh it's a double dose of fear today. Not only is it Friday 13th, but the numeric notion of the date adds up to 13, 10/2006. Well that's made it a tad better.

I'm actually quite looking forward to the match on Monday. We'll still be bottom, but the only way is up. We haven't won at Foolham in years, so get them masks out and let's give it some.

I think I may go to the cinema Saturday night. Just to get out of the boring X Factor routine. I just end up watching this shite. Without even realising.

It's Southport in a couple of weeks. I had better get a few outfits sorted. I'm not sure what look to go for!!!!

My tune of the day: Boom bye bye - Buju Banton

Paul Robinson

Says it wasn't his fault. It's splashed all over the Standard hordings. Bollocks Paul. Of course it was your fault.

Well maybe it was part Neville Nevilles boy, but please. It's all billy big bollox and Bentleys. They aren't interested in the European Championship, or playing for your country.

Read it all here.

My tune of the day: Ride on time - Black Box

You're avin a proper laugh .... 

Rain

The thunder and lightning .... jesus. A week ago I was just back from Ibiza. I was chilled, brown and happy. Now I'm just wet through.

Although it's now sunny.

I've just done a Body Attack class. Now I know I havn't exercised in 2 weeks, but bleeding hell. That was hard. I showered, sweated, showered again ... then sweated. Quality stuff.

I ended up watching some of the Under 21's last night in between Eastenders. Two good goals by the boy Theo.

It's the Money boys tonight over in Croatia. Expect to see our Darren sitting on his ass.

Oh it's nearly the weekend, and I was thinking of popping over to Hornchurch/ Upminster to see Welling play AFC Hornchurch in the FA Cup. I may not bother though. It depends on the weather, and whether I get myself up.

My tune of the day: Feel the Need in Me - Detroit Emeralds

There you go a few more holiday pics ... it's lucky I took my books with me.

Love saves the day

The Secret History of Disco

A quality read if you like music. And it made me come back and buy "A Tom Moulton Mix" which I would also recommend.

Talking of holidays, I haven't shared the sights I actually saw. Like the English bloke who took off his sandals to walk down the beach in his socks. The English lads who trying to communicate with the Spanish waiter shouted their order in order to be understood. The English couple who felt safer in the US than they did in Suburban London, I doubt they were hanging in the South Bronx. It's safe to say it was the English peeps that gave me a chuckle.

Oh it's the Under 21's tonight. Think I'll watch Eastenders.

My tune of the day: Won't you try - Udell

The Wayne in Spain ...

Well he might as well have been ... he was of no use at Old Trafford on Saturday. Me I went to Lakeside, did a bit of shopping. The new furniture store Ilvea, popped into TK and Ikea. Then a nice drive along the A13, until we did a merry dance around Green Street/ East Ham and Wanstead. Traffic signs, don't you love them.

I've had so much trouble buying a VCR / Video Recorder it's laughable. Curry's have 2 both retailing at around £60!!!!!! Asda, had one which was out of stock, Tescos don't do them. So I'm looking on ebay, and of course it's all cheap tat. If I wanted a DVD, then I could get one for 14 notes. Work that one out.

It'll be another weekend free of football next week as we play on the Monday. Operation Cottaging seems to be coming along. Loads out for the occasionn, but you'll see us all sitting down on the box. Maybe a clap here a clap there ... a da-da-da maybe? I can't wait.

I've got to put the hoover around tonight. Theflatt needs a good spring clean. I was thinking of getting a cleaner in but not sure if they are worth the money. I'm sure any cleaner employed would be young and Eastern European!!!! Ho hum.

The sunsshiningg but it's still cold. The jumpers are out and I'm wearing the full tweed ensemble.

My tune of the day: Beep, beep - Tiger

Wish you were 'ere ....

 

The rain in Spain ....

Ain't nothing like the vrain in Tower Hill ... B Jesus.

So what do you think about Jack Straw? I think most of the women in Blackburn should wear bags on their heads. don't worry about veils. Some right old sights I tell thee.

I have to say I stayed up and watched the Sopranos last night. A quality show, and Big Vito a fag. It made me laugh.

No football this weekend comes as a blessing. Well England will be toying with 3-5-2, or 3-1-1-2-1-1, or 1-9 whatever it is. They'll huff and they'll puff and then Crouchie will score a looping header. Interesting ... I kid you not.

It's 3:45 roll on 5:30, my washing is calling me.

I'm still in holiday mode, so please excuse me ...

My tune of the day: Got to be real - Cheryl Lynn

Never never land

Well Peter Pan can kiss my a$$. I'm back and it's more like stone cold rainy land. I was on the beach two days ago supping a beer and oiling myself. That's a perfect October in my book.

I was also strolling hand in hand down Old Ibiza Town way when I got a text telling me Arse had won 2-1. I shrugged and went about my business. I was wearing flip flops and shorts, and was hoping it was raining in blighty.

It seems like we'll be moving from the Valley in the future, Josh Wright will be poached by a "bigger" club, we're on a losing run .... blimey the more things change.

I had a lovely peaceful time in Beefa. The weather was spot on, the food lovely, what more can your common man want? It was good to see the football shirted brigade in the minority, although I did wear some basketball ones.

I even read a couple of Disco books. Some interesting stuff there, although I won't bore you.

Operation Cottaging ... a great idea.

My tune of the day: Keep your body workin' - Kleeer

Idiots ...

So I go to get my travel money. It was booked on Friday through Lloyds TSB - Travel Money. It's part of the account I have, 15 notes a month for the AA/ Travel Insurance/ Card Protection/ travel money. Anyway, they don't have the money. The money has left my account, but it's not in the Whitechapel branch. The teller looks at me like I'm an idiot. Well can I have my money back? NO!!!! CAN YOU RING THE TRAVEL MONEY HOTLINE AND SEE WHAT HAS BEEN GOING ON .... NO!!!!! They are proper crap.

So I phone them myself. It's the Royal Mails fault!!!!!!!! They haven't delivered it. I ask you. Royal Mail. So there's me 200 notes down, no Euros and they are blaming the Royal Mail.

So what to do. Well get some money changed at the airport and they will reimburse the commission. Is that a definate I ask? Of course they reply!!!! I shake my head. So when I return, my 200 notes will be nestling in my bank account, and I can send them the commission receipt and they will pay it. I say, watch this space.

Lloyds f'n Bank, can kiss my ass.

There was a fire alert at the gym today. 45 minutes standing around outside. Well I did a 3 mile run. Oh and I've lost 4 pounds. Spin on that Tash ... I'll be having my Lobster on Monday.

Anyway ... I'm winging my way to Ibeeefa in the morning. Touch wood ... so may not get to update my words here ... hey, it's happened before ... so just bare with me on this.

Happy holidays everyone ...

My tune of the day: The freaks come out at night - Whodini

Disappointing facts #115

Ashley Walters didn't know who Whodini or the Fat Boys where ...

Rain

Has anyone ever experienced osmosis of the trouser? Yes I was caught in the rain, I had an umbrella, but still the water is up to my knees. I'm sodden.

I put the radio on twice on Saturday. At 4:48 we were 1-0 down and at 5:39 we were 2-0 down. Oh well ... I think we are doomed, but a lot of people are still wearing them free rose tinted spectacles that get handed out every 15 years.

I had a buying fest at the 95pence shop yesterday. Sun cream, after sun, shampoo, cool box ... did I tell you I was going on holiday? Get in there ...

Oh I saw that John Glover the old Welling player has passed away. I remember John as a rather rugged player with quite a bit of ability, given the general standard of Wellings play at that time.

Did I mention that I'm going on holiday?

I've realised that I've been a bit lackadaisical with my training regime over the last month or so. I think I need to get back to a 4 day gym week, as opposed to a 1 or 2 day gym week. Maybe do a 5 times a week routine for a month, just to get back into the groove.

Blimey just seen this on the faith site ...

Real music for real music lovers -tonight on SKY -CHANNEL 267 ARTSWORLD. Terry Callier in concert @10pm ... oh yes yes YES. Enjoy!

Specially posted by Dr Bob. That's straight after the contender, so I'll have to start my packing early.

My tune of the day: Ordinary Joe - Terry Callier

Golf

It's the Ryder Cup and we should all rejoice. Golf is the game of the people, and it's great especialy in this weather.

I'm Tiger Woods ...

Today is definately yesterdays yang. It's raining proverbial cats n'dawgs. I had to nip over to Canary Wharf and didn't take a brolley. Wet, you betcha. My shoes are soddened, socks now starting to chuck up a bit and all in a seasame seed bun. I love the rain.

Not only was I overcharged on that damn pizza, I was overcharged on my newish case yesterday. I was on the DLR when I found the receipt and looking down at it realised that they had charged me £40 instead of £20. I put my card in and didn't look at the amount. Now there's a lesson for you. Always look at what the fcukers are charging you!!!!

My tune of the day: Good Times - Chic

The King of Spain ...

Blimey, I didn't see that one coming. Page 15 of London Lite .... Inane, sometimes inept ramblings from deepest, darkest South London. Well they got that bit correct, but Spain isn't Sweden, and as much as I would like I can't be King of more than one kingdom.

I'll be King of the Balearics next week though ... and I'm going to Lord it like a Lordy thing. A newish case has been purchased, basketball tops and shorts rolled. All I need now is sun cream, and insect repelant. Then I'm packed.

I'll be missing the Arse game. Thierry Henry can kiss my arse ... vaaaavaaaa f'n vooooom.

I can't really believe how hot it is. There's me in jacket and baseball cap ... when I should be in speedos and swimming cap. I think I'll be sitting in the garden tonight.

I've just had an email about tidying the office. A clean desk policy. I'm not sure if they are having a pop about the 15 magazines and newspapers on my desk, or the ream of filing. It made me laugh anyway.

Lloyds have advertised a savings account at 8%. Blimey I may have to stick a pound in and open an account. Fill ya boots.

My tune of the day: Keep on Truckin' - Eddie Kendricks

Musings ...

So the King is dead long live the King.

How amusing was it that we ... that's the royal we, sang "Your support is f*c&i$g shite ..." Yea right.

Did you squirm when "we" sang "Stand up for Alan Curbishley ..."

Did you shake your head when we sand "Iain what's the score "

It was one of them nights. A typical Cup match down at the Valley. We can make anyone look like Brazil. Good on Carlisle, but please ...

It was good to see the Cupboard end taken over by the spotty herberts. They can't get up there usually, so good on them. Is there a time when the usual patrons should move? Go sit in the East Stand and allow the Herberts their rightful place in the sun!!!!

I had an interesting discussion with Vince in the Oak. There is a need to promote Charlton, and or the Charlton experience within London. Around Lewisham, Greenwich not just Dover and Herne Bay. Just a thought really.

It's only a week until my holibobs ...

My tune of the day: Super Fly - Curtis Mayfield

My iron sculpture .... 

The Honeymoon ...

If you start a new relationship, you can honestly say you'll get a good 6 months before Mr Mundane kicks in. You know them heart fluttering moments when she calls, sending flowers, aranging surprises, meals out, meals in, candles, clean bedsheets when she's going to stop over!!!! You get what I'm saying ...

Anyway I'm not waiting 6 months with Mr Dowie before I get a little concerned. My tether reached half way on Saturday when the jumping bean Lua Lua found half a yard and fired past Willie in the goal. I then sat there for 15 minutes as we stroked the ball around and showed no urgency until injury time. Matt Holland I don't understand. It's like he's treading water when he runs. Marcus Bent doesn't move, doesn't know where the channels are, Jimmy moans (but we knew this before we signed him), Darren Bent doesn't get a decent pass all game, so the concensus must be to make sure he remains fit so we can sell him in January, Kishishev has an anvil for a foot, Luke Young, Darren Ambrose on the left means that they continually cut back onto their right foot, Jon Fortune is not fit but was willing to play, and this cost us the goial as he couldnt or wouldnt put his foot into a tackle, and poor old Amdy couldn't do it all himself.

It's Carlisle tomorrow and I'm sure they aren't quaking in their boots. I actually prefer these games because I get to see players who arent paid thousands to be shite. I remember when I knew most players in the Football League, nowadays I couldn't tell you who's who ... oh well, that's me being 27.

It's another lovely day ... all a bit weird given that August was wet and wild. Here's hoping it continues.

My tune of the day: Bad Habits - Jenny Burton

Technology

My Annual Gold has worn out so you can't really read it. Putting it in the bleedin barriers has done this. Try and get on a bus and it aint happening!!!! So I'll have to queue and get a new one.

Smartcards anyone?

My tune of the day: I can't take it - Rick Wade

Cluck, cluck

I've got chicken again for my dinner.

Great

My tune of the day: Scattermasters - Teddy Douglas

Chicken Tonight

I had an overcooked piece of roast chicken for my lunch. Mmmmmmm .... better than Pizza eh!!

The word on the street is that the Oak has a 10am licence for Saturdays game. It made me laugh when someone suggested that that would be ok to be served by midday. I can't be bothered going in there. The service is shocking, I'll keep my money in my pocket and buy a programme.

As Mad as a box of frogs, I've never really understood that saying. How mad can a box of frogs be?

My tune of the day: Escapism - James Brown

Oyster me up ...

Do I want an Oyster Card? No I bleedin well don't. It's what keeps South Londoners sane, and shows that Red Ken knows nothing about our needs, our wants or infact concerns. Four notes to travel on the tube!!!!! It's 10 pence in Spain, 15 pence in New York, free in Kazikstan. Oh well, seems like we'll all be walking loads come January.

It seems like no one leaves me comments any more. Blimey, I remember the days.

Anyway earlier this week, I stopped by to get a pizza. The place I stopped at i'd never been in before. It was a nice pizza place. It was clean, it had video games and, most importantly, it served pizza, which is essential for any good pizza place. If a pizza place doesn’t serve pizza, it's just a place. I ordered a specialty spicy pizza which, in this neck of the woods, spicy means they throw some jalapenos on it and they are about as spicy as my day old boxer shorts (which vary in their spiciness from day to day, admittedly) and some garlic bread, and I handed over my trusty debit card to pay for the circular Italian delicacy.

It was at this point that things became interesting. The credit card swiping machine was apparently having problems dialing into the great credit card processing deity in the sky, so the cashier continually swiped and swiped and swiped my card. And I started to sweat.

Here’s the deal: I’m very ... protective ... of my money, primarily because I have so little of it. I watch over my money like a dragon lording over its horde, except that, instead of a horde, I basically have a few quid and some change. So, when I hand over my debit card to a third-party swiper, there’s a considerable level of trust being exchanged. Eventually, my card swiped successfully, and I signed off on a £11.70 pizza bill. And it was a good pizza, although I’d hesitate to call it spicy. Generally speaking though, all was right with the world.

Well, the next day, I visited a hole in the wall and conducted a withdrawal. When the receipt was spat out, I noted, with recoiling horror, that I was basically broke, even though I knew that simply couldn’t be the case. As with most instances when I’m confronted with information that simply cannot be true, I consulted the Internet, which always tells me what I want to hear. I dialed into my secure banking on line thang and, to my additional horror, the Internet told me the same thing the cash point receipt told me.

Now frantic, I called my the 0845 bank number to see where all my precious money went. The cheerful voice (welsh!!!!) on the other end started reading off a list of my most recent transactions: Amazon £8.20, British Gas £25.90, Pizza Place £1,170.

WHAT?! How much?! I mean, it was good pizza, sure, but not ELEVEN HUNDRED POUNDS good!

I went on line and found and called the pizza place, and by immediately I mean I couldn’t dial the phone fast enough. Smoke curled up from my fingernails from the sheer friction of my frantic dialing. According to the pizza place, they only tallied £300 in credit card sales the day before, so whatever happened didn’t happen on their end. I was left with the dreadful thought that my £1,170 was possibly gone for good, lost in the credit card processing ether.

I called the bank again and explained the situation as it now stood, while also asking the cheerful voice on the other end (asian) if a £1,170 pizza bill really made any sense at all given the history of my previous transactions. She graciously admitted that it did seem rather peculiar. Thank you, cheerful voice. In the end, the processing error was rectified, and my £1,170 was transferred back into my account, and I collapsed onto the floor in relief.

But let this be a lesson to you: swipe once and only once, and if you see someone swiping your card more than once, tackle them and punch them in the groin.

That's what I'm going to do ...

My tune of the day: For your love - Stevie Wonder

Five Years

Well i put the radio on this morning as I headed towards the Blackwall Tunnell and it was all 9/11. Fairs fair really, although it doesn't seem 5 years ago. Maybe it does. I think that what has happened over here has put it all into a reality zone, so I will be donning my hat today, as a mark of respect.

We lost at Chelski and hve no players left.

My tune of the day: Get Loose - Aleems

Take a time out ...

Well I must have subscribed to Time Out for just about a year. A weekly listing of all things to do in our great city. Cinema, theatre, a nice meal out, maybe a comedy show. Yep done them all. It's a thoroughly great read. It gives me the cost, the times, the dates ... absolutely everything. Yes, everything.

However ... and you knew there would be a however, it does like the sound of it's own voice. Well I say own voice, I mean voice of it's smug contributor. An example being details of the Chelsea v Charlton game tomorrow. Tell me the kick off time, tell me the price, but keep your West London biased oppinions to yourself. DB, we'll call him (but it could be a her)DF, because they only saw fit to write their initials at the end of the piece. Anyway DF really got my goat.

Just had a look on the Time Out webpage and DF is listed as Dave Faulkner. Go into google and see if you can find anything about this twat, because I cant be arsed ...

Anyway, I digress. DF thinks of himself of a wag. No not wife or girlfriend but a bona fide wag. Or otherwise he would have left his views at the bar in one of them cracking Australian Bars they have over that side of London. To quote, and I am happy to do that:

"Charlton usually enjoy their visits to Stamford Bridge and although it probably rankles that knocking the Blues out of last season's Carling Cup on penalties only counts as a draw (thus preserving Jose Mourinho's amazing home record). (No, nothing rankles here DF, we won and that's that). Nevertheless, their fans can still boast that they were the sole team to take a point from the fortress (sic!!!!) in last year's Premiership campaign. It's not difficult to assess the Addicks' start this term: swamped at West Ham (before and after Traore's sending off), (HELLOOO!!!!! Where you there DF, no you bleedin wellweren'tt, swamped is not the terminology I would have used as we were 1-0 up when Djimmi saw red.), thrashed by an in-form Manchester United (THRASHED!!!!) then belatedly seeing off a Bolton side who can't remember the last time they won away (Well given that we hadn't beaten Bolton at home in the Prem, it was a game after 2 defeats, and we had HH sent off, I think we did pretty well to beat "or" bogey team) . But after the Blues' shock defeat against Middlesbrough you can be assured nothing will be taken for granted. Jimmy Floyd Hasselbaink will be afforded a warm welcome again (I don't think so) , but it's his partner Darren Bent who'll provide the threat should his pedestrian team-mates in midfield and defence (now DF is proper having a laugh!!!! Frank Lumpard second best player in the world, I'll get my boots.) resort to last term's route one football. (And Chelsea never lumped it up ... no, no never!!!!!)

You know what? I'm actually pretty cheesed off with that. I buy TimeOut for it's listings not itspettinesss. Pay 50 notes to squat at Stamford Bridge, no thanks. I'll savour the moment at 4:45.

My tune of the day: Whicky, whacky - The FatBack Band

Pardew Squirms

Blimey, Sven is being linked with Wet Sham. I bet that made Al spit his Rice Crispies out this morning. They get everything they deserve.

Marcus Trescothick is alergic to India!!!! That sounds a tad like Rav who I'm convinced that the nearest he's been to the sub continent is Plumstead.

I've just been reading letters in the paper praising Australia on its immigration rules. I'm not sure what their rules are, I did a google search and came up with something from 2003. I may head down to Earls Court and find out.

Oh hang on the word is Australian PM John Howard has taken a firm stand and told immigrants they must adopt the nations culture if they want to live there. Learn the language and the Aussie way. Australian Culture!!!!! So they want all Immigrants to build a barbie, listen to Jason/ Kylie/ INXS and dersicute any Abo you may come across. Harsh ... but true.

So my brother leaves for France today ... good luck.

I've just eaten my lunch, avocado and prawns. I had some celery from breakfast. May have some artichoke for dinner. Oh, maybe not.

Seems like Gibralter have been allowed to join UEFA. I'm going to push for the Isle of Dogs to join to.

My tune of the day: Fantasy - Ten City

In the eye of the beholder ...

So I subscribe to GQ. Not such a bad thing!!!! You get to smile on the od occassion, look at a gadget (out of your price range) and say what if. Put together a make believe outfit from Prada, stone island and Alex McQueen ... and looks at tn'a ... ho hum. But now they've gone and said Russell Brand is the Most Stylist Man of the Year. Because he wears, scarves, waistcoats, pointed shoes and has big hair!!!!!

HELLLLLLLOOOOOOO!!!!!!

I'm reading the Metro and supposedly girls are handing out cards with their names on demanding a date. I'm sure if Kev had been working in the City he would have had to take a separate bag to work .... NOT.

Just done Body Attack. It's not the best thing to do on a Low Carbs diet. Eat porridge or a banana.

Did you see Lost last night? Well that's going to really put the cat amongst the pigeons. I had a quick shufty on the Lost Forums (yes, I know quiet sad) and people give spoilers away about what is happening in series 3 already. Can't they just leave alone?

England did well in the cricket last night ... maybe we can expect the same in the footie this evening.

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

Celery ...

Ham and celery for breakfast, jeeez that rocks.

It's midday already, only an hour til Body Max. I haven't been to the gym for over a week, so it's going to hurt. But no pain, no gain. Quote me on that.

I fancied a change last night and got the DLR home. It's surprisingly smooth, although slightly annoying in that it stops every 100 yards. Oh and the bus from Lewisham was like a cattle market.

Jelly and cream that's the pudding of choice, mark my words it'll be as big as leggings this winter.

It's quite interesting having a garden that you can potter around as opposed to an overgrown hovel. Each evening I've drunk a cup of coffee in the garden whist admiring the handiwork. It's actually therapeutic. I can see how gardening can be a good past time, not that I'd want to be digging and planting every weekend. Cut the grass ... you're 'avin a laugh ... gravel that's where it's at.

I didn't mention yesterday that Charlie Williams had passd away. I met him once in Bournemouth. During one of those drunken Weekenders. He even signed a card for me ... respect me old flower.

I've finally booked my holiday. The NE coast of Ibiza. I just hope the sun shines. It means I miss the Arsenal game, oh well ...not going to miss much there am I!!!!

My tune of the day: Talking Loud - James Brown

Didn't do it ...

Well would you appreciate Earth without the Wind and Fire or Fatback without the Band. Well blow me down, there was I for Grandmaster Melle Mel and only 2 of the Furious 5 came out on stage. I think the other 3 would have been furious not going on tour. Apart from that it was good. But a tad steep for an hour long showcase, but he is getting on a bit.

I painted the fence on Sunday morning. I dodged the rain clowds and as I finished the sun came out. Now I have to get the Ivy stroke clemantis to grow up the bleedin' thing.

Peter Crouch got a brace on Saturday. He needs a hood mind you.

I settled down to watch the Brazil/ Argentina game yesterday from the Emirates. No Adriano, no Ronaldo, no Ronaldinho. The start of a new era??? You bet ya. The Argies were put to the sword, swished away, good to the boys from Brazil. The Kaka goal was Kevin Lisbiesque ... I kid you not. Onto White Horse Lane to watch Wales on Tuesday. What with their transport infrastructure, your having a laugh.

The sun has snuck out this afternoon. Rock on is all I can say. And rock on my holibobs. Three weeks and counting.

My tune of the day: White Lines - Grandmaster Melle Mel

All that Jazz

Yep it's the Jazz Cafe on Saturday to see Grandmaster Melle Mel. White Lines, I can't wait!!!!

So there we have it, Ashley Cole finally buggered off to Chelskov, Reyes to Real Madrid, Tevez to Wet Sham!!!! Yeah right, that makes you want toinvest all your money into Football.

Charlton went and signed Omar Pouso on loan. Who he!!! It's a strange time down at the Valley.

I watched some of the Sopranos last night. Having missed much of the last series it seemed a bit all over the place. I should get the DVD's, but can't actually be bothered.

I need to paint the garden fence in "Seagrass" this weekend. Oh how I rock.

It's only Friday afternoon ... work sucks.

My tune of the day: ET Boogie - The ET's

 

 

Blimey, it only took a day and a half, but I got there. My brother house sat on Monday to take delivery of the gravel and plants, so respect to him and the help in digging up the tree stumps, planting the er, plants and setting the gravel. As pointed out by Claire I have to we warey about Cats shitting, but hey lifes a bitch. It actually felt good to look out of the kitchen window and see a real garden, and not the overgrown for 3 years one I had there previously.

We got a win on Saturday. Finally putting Bolton to the sword ... or maybe that should be elbow. It's a funny old game this football. Different people saw HH's indiscretion in different lights. The bloke behind me saw nothing wrong. Vince thought HH was an idiot stroke liability. As for Kevin Davies and Fat Sams appeal you have to just put your hand up sometimes and say fairs fair. Davies spent the whole match living on the edge. Finally he fell on his sword. Ho hum.

It's transfer deadline day. So we may see some action ... well we've already got Souleymane Diawara in through the door. What with El Kak, and Djimmi in the back four it looks like Luke is going to have to learn French. I wonder if our lot will sing "Enger-land" when we play the Arse. Surely we can't do that now?????

At least the suns shinning.

My tune of the day: Bus Stop - Fatback Band

Well that's all folks ...

Fourty odd mill later and it's all over for the Blue Brigade. They drew Barca in the Champions league, a day or so after being dumped by Boro. So that's there season over. If it wasn't so funny I'd laugh. Poor old Ballack.

We head onto the second home game of the season with nowhere to go. We could try Marcus or Kevin up front, Kish in the middle, Rommo out wide. So what, it's Bolton. You know Kevin Nolan is going to score. Put fifty pence on it.

Now what I want to know is if they do cuttlery in the pound shop. I need to get some for the office. Oh and a bowl or two.

It's August bank holiday. It was a year ago that I headed off to Philli. How time flies. August Bank Holiday is usually the cut off point for Summer. It's all down hill towards Autumn, and then putting the bleedin clcoks back. What's that all about? Then Halloween, and Guy Fawlkes ... onto Chrimbo. Then we start all over again. Talk about wishing your life away.

I'm hoping it doesn't rain Tuesday or Wednesday. That's when I'm gardening ... so that'll be that then!!!!!

My tune of the day: I know you got soul - JB's

Man bites dog

Beep, beep ... another text. Blimey Gonzalo Sorondo has fractured his back. So what's the deal here I thought. Another 4 months sitting on his ass picking up 10 grand a week!!!! Andy Reid had problems getting out of bed, Jimmy Floyd had problems running and Matt Holland has problems impersonating a footballer.

Well that was another stuffing at the hands of UManU. Why we even bother is beyond me. But hey at least we had the weather.

I couldn't get my head around all the "Eng-er-land" nonsense. Charlton sand Engerland and UManU sang Portugal/ Argentina. Oh well it was all fun.

It was brought home to me last night, when we tried to take a quick freekick and the UManU player wouldn't retreat. Luke played the ball against him, and the ref laughed. Five days previously Djimmi was sent off for doing the same. Reality ...

Things that are annoying me today:

• People clipping their nails in the Office.
• People reading books as they walk down the platform.
• The rain.
• The thought of circuits at the gym.

It had better stop by next week. I've got two days of gardening to do. I've just spoken to my Bro, who's planning the operation. I should really do a blog like Barnie. Riscardos Garden - Heaven or Hell. Oh watch this space.

My tune of the day: Respect - Aretha Franklin

Rubbish

Beep, beep... a text from Sir JimBob. He says he’s a but worried about tonight, It could be a real thrashing. He’s resigned to relegation, and we’re going to be no better than Sunderland.

Blimey Sir ... I nearly spat out my coffee. Worried, a thrashing. It's never been anything else against UManU. Well we had that 3-3 about 100 years ago. But 3-1, 4-0 in the last 2 seasons. Oh well.

I'm not exactly expecting the world tonight.

My number has finally ported over to O2. So I'm using the White Chocolate number. First impressions are not great. Can't send calls directly to voicemail, it doesn't have the time as a screensaver, it idles after about 10 seconds, I can't view some to my pictures. Well it's only a phone.

Seems like I'm on the credits to Good Times 6. Big up respect to Storming Norman.

My tune of the day: Hangin' on a string - Loose Ends

 

Cricket, lovely cricket

Well Cookster brought it up, but now the real truth comes out maybe I can put my tuppenth in. As long as we've all been playing cricket, we all know that everyteam tampers with the ball. They spit on it, they rub it in the dirt, they pull at the seam, they rub it on their sweaty balls. But it's always the infidals that get the blame. Mike Gatting started it, and now Fletcher carries it on. Secretly going to the match referee to snitch on the oppo. Quality bit of cricket ethics that, but that's what you expect from England.

I can't believe that's gone down here though ... Pakistan were stuffing up England, but hey ho.

It would appear that Marcus Bent may be on his way!!!!!!

I also noted on the Pink Oboe list someone prasising Rob Elliott for Stanley beating Forest. Given that he was injured Pre-season I think our Rob didn't really contribute too much.

Blackberry's = Crackberry's ... now that made me laugh.

My tune of the day: When I found you - Patrice Rushen

I've been banging on about this for years since that purple and green shirt. Take a close lok at this picture and see how difficult it is to pick out Matt Holland. It's the colour of the kit!!!! We should be wearing illuminous shirts so when Dazza is through the playmaker!!!!! could actually pick him out.  

Familiarity breeds contempt

Or so they say. I don't believe it, or didn't that is until I turned up at Upton Park on Saturday. Another saying is, the more things change the more they stay the same. Does anyone know that one?

So we rolled out a couple of new signings. Carson in goal, now I won't call him Frank because Frank Carson usually puts on a good performance, Amady Faye who seemed a tad lost, but playing with Matt Holland you can understand why, Jimmy of the Hasselbaink was lesft on his own, and started to moan too early in his Charlton career for my liking, and last but of course not least Djimmini "Cricket" Traore who put his left leg in, and forgot to take it out, turn around or do the pokey hokey kokey. Oh well, that's 3 points down the swannie. I tell thee what though, I was a little worried about Lil Bent. Apart from the Pen, he wasn't really in the game, I just hope that he gets up to speed as soon as. It's always a pleasure pottering over to Green Lane, just to see how the other half live. If you want some Mooli, or some bling it's the place to be, but I'm not sure what Mr Bowyer makes of it all when he pulls up in his Bentley.

There was a little bit of expectancy oozing from me at the first whistle, but reality bites. I wasn't going to watch MotD, Sky Sunday or get the Sunday papers. Start the season as you mean to go on.

Oh I went to the Peninsular Chinese Restaurant on Friday. It had a few good reviews, but not from me. If you want an overpriced Chinese in the settings akin to a hotel reception (it really is in the reception) then this is the joint for you. If you want to have Din Sum, think again. None left. I went for the Eel, so I should have guessed it would be overcooked ... it was "Rubbery" and that isn't a classless chinese joke, it bleedin was rubbery. Stick to what you know in future, Archipelagos or bust for me.

The Blackwall Tunnell was fcuked again all weekend. So I stopped over in Leytonstone again last night. Three notes to park my car today was ok, but the fact that I had forgotten my belt made the trip to work interesting. Thank god for dressing gown belts, they rock.

Oh, the footie season's in full swing. It's UManU on Wednesday, gee I can't wait.

My tune of the day: Medicine Song - Stephanie Mills

Nearly there ..

Well tomorrow is definately another day, as we head through the tunnel to Green Street and the 'Appy 'Ammers. It looks like Carlton and Marlon upfront for them and Jimmy and Dazza up front for us. Who would you want leading your line?

I'm actually looking forward to seeing Amady and Djimmi and I'm hoping that Darren Ambrose has a bit of a better first game of the season that last year.

Oh smudge has a new Charlton website out there in the mix. Go on take a look, you know yu want the Delboy wallpaper.

It was a journey to the Big Yellow in Tunbridge Wells yesterday. How the other half live!!!! Snail paced traffic through the tunnel, down the A2 and round the M25. How on earth people do this day in day out is beyond me. Good luck to them is what I say. But the Big Yellow is something else. It's a reminder to throw things away don't store them ... go on you know you want to.

Oh it's lucky England have won the series already. Pakistan are really giving it to them.

Did I say I'd sorted my new phone out. I'm actually quite taken by it ... once they port the number that is. Seven days, I ask you.

It's the final of Big Brother tonight. So I've booked a restaurant for 7:30, I will eat, drink and be merry. Oh and Nikki is being paid to "like" Pete. You heard it her viewers.

Now come on own up ... how many of you want to go and see Snakes on a Plane? It may look a tad, er shite ... but I think you're going to love it.

My tune of the day: Got To Have Your Love - Fantastic Four

Tunbridge Wells

Isn't it a great place????????

My tune of the day: I shot the sherriff - Light of the World

Summertime Special

So, the papers are full of reports of bags going missing. Well you don't have to be a genius to work out that that was always going to be the case. Passengers had to stick everything in the hold, including ipods, phones, books. So when the airlines lose your bags you are well and truely buggered.

It's still raining, and it's supposedly still summer.

I bought a hawaiian shirt at lunch time. Roll on my bollybobs. I also bought two beigels and a coconut tart. Rock on.

Another day closer to the first game of the season. I bet there will be a problem with the tubes come Saturday!!!!

Oh, and I finally decided on a new phone last night. Feast your eye's on this.

My tune of the day: Go Bang - Dinosaur L

Hectic

It's been a weird, busy couple of days. Weddings, bad backs, text messages re new kits and loanees, and bleedin rain. It rained and it rained. Sod them people who have moaned about it being too hot, I blame them. It rained so much I had a leak in the conservatory. Another leak I might add.

I bought a ticket for the Wet Sham game on Saturday. Maybe I was deluded, but when it's all said and done I couldn't not go. Sitting on my own though ....

I was thinking about the signing of Scott Carson. When was the last really decent loan signing? Carlton Cole? John Hendry? Scott Houghton? He's got to be a better bet than that fat bloke at Narwich?

The suns out, so I'm in a happier mood.

My tune of the day: Too High - Stevie Wonder

Time

There is never enough!!!!

I'll be back on later ....

More beeps ...

Blimey, we've gone beeptastic. 18:20ish last night confirmation that Matt Holland and Bryan Hughes had been sold for 2 pound each. Ho hum, no I mean Costa Rican wizard Christian Bolonas has signed on loan. Although he may be better suited to Wimbledon!!!! Thwack ....

It's lucky I'm not flying today. We're on a Critical alert and you're not allowed to carry handluggage on the plane. Everything, including wallets, phones, ipods to go in the hold. So some poor sod now arrives in Spain and all his belongings including essentials in Portugal!!!! Just stay home, or go to Newquay. I was listening to Alan Brazil on talksport this morning. They went live to a taxi driver who was at Terminal One at Heathrow. And it's over to Shabbaz at terminal one. Shabbaz what's the traffic like? Oh it's not too bad at present Alan, a little tailback but surprisingly no police on the approach. Ok, ok, says Brazil ... but where are you from Shabbaz. Er, I'm from London says our Taxi Driver hero. Well yes, says the Scottish version of Dr Evil, but where are your origins!!!! Well my parents are from Pakistan. Oh, yes says Dr Evil. Given that, do you think this will effect Sikhs!!!! Will they have to remove their turbans to fly. Well you could have knocked me down with a feather. Poor old Shabbaz was laft speechless. A great bit of Radio ... nearly up there with James Whale.

Has anyone watched any of the European Athletics? I have to say, Merlene Ottey running for Slovenia!!!!! What's that all about?

Still no idea on what phone I wont to get. Ho hum, oh and I cut down some of the garden, cleaned the kitchen and made fish pie and beans. Rock on.

My tune of the day: I love the nightlife - Alicia Bridges

Beep, beep

Well at 00:32 on Wed 9 August I got a text message. It was from the Addicks telling me Djimi and Amdy had signed on. Given that it was sent at 18:15 on the 8 August, I was less than impressed, as it woke me up. I knew by then, and also knew that we had beaten Antwerp 2-1. Another pre-season win ... wonders never cease.

Whatever happened to the days of not knowing who we are linked with until they are holding a shirt up at the Press Conference? Oh that's Old School .. we lost that when Curbs went.

Also what's it with Dowie being the Head Coach??????

How long is BB going on for? I watched 10 minutes last night. Davina give it up gal.

I may venture back out into the garden this evening. Some more bushes to cut down. That's after I have made a fish pie.

My tune of the day: Celebrate - Kool and the Gang

And still we wait

The clock ticks on and still no text message to say we have signed anyone. I'm not saying this is desperate, but it's starting to look that way.

Blimey, England have won the cricket. The local lads Monty and Saj doing the damage.

Anyway, as I was saying, the clock is ticking. Supposedly Amdy Faye and Djimi Traore have had medicals. Well Tyrone Mears medical at Wet Spam lasted 2 days so maybe I'm jumping the gun. But really do these signings get the saliva glands churning overtime. Then again we are Charlton.

I may take a trip down Oxford Street tonight to see if H&M have anything left in their sale.

**Tick-tock**

Still no text.

My tune of the day: Bra - Cymande