That time of year

It's that time when I look to upgrade my phone. I was looking at the N95, but it's a big old lump. But 5 mp camera and 2GB memory, it may be the one.

Respect to Mike Reid who passed away yesterday.

The Haddocks rolled down to Jillingham on Saturday and played reasonably well. A 5-0 victory is what we want especially since the FA Cup defeat and the 0-0 down there few seasons ago. Now if we could get a combative midfielder, a 30 goal a season striker, we may be laughing.

I've been keeping up with the goings on down at Welling. A new manager, but all the players have left. It seems they are going to have it hard this season.

England have drawn level in the cricket. Quite a good effort from Vaughan and Colley.

Whoops Vaughan just out!!!!

I think I may watch Heros tonight ...

My tune of the day: Over And Over - Torrill

Thrups

The sun comes out and all the middle aged women start wearing low cut tops!!!!!

Strange ...

My tune of the day: Free Nelson Mandela - Special AKA

It's a new day

It's been a long weekend ...

Up to Blackpool on Friday afternoon for of the Fleetwood doo's. We stopped on route to help Les put the Marque up. Of course it was raining and I was in shoes. Scot was down from Glasgow with three bottles of Buckfast. Wendal and Woody were on form so we had a giggle. I am now knackered, and actually need my bed.

I was pleasantly surprised to see that the boys from Brazil won the Copa. I was sure Argentina would triumph. Hey, it's a funny old game.

The cricket starts on Thursday. In the rain ... I'm sure England will win the toss and put the Indians in.

No more new signings as the squad move off to Spain ...

I need a holiday.

My tune of the day: We lift our hands - DJ Oji

The General Public

Have you noticed how often people yawn in public. I don't mean just yawn, but a full on open face yawn, with no hand over their mouth!!!!!!! This is after a night of garlic eating. It happened about three times this morning. Twice on the Gove Park line and once of the tube. Rude people.

Did I mention that the West Indies won the one day series. A lovely unexpected performance. Kevin Pieterson, the best one day player in the world?

It's the first friendly of the year tomorrow. Wellings Park View Road. It'll rain.

It's been a wet few weeks. Mainly due to the fact that I bought some garden furniture.


My tune of the day: As Long As You Love Me - True Example

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Another day in Paradise

It's been a long week. It could be over a week since I last posted. Times have changed indeed.

A new PM. Baby Bent has departed for White Hary Lane, Marcus is still on holibobs. The West Indies won a game of cricket, even if it was only a 20 20 slog. Chris Benoit killed his wife, child and himself. The West Indies won a cricket match.

Against England.

It's been a long week, and the end of June. THE RAIN HASN'T STOPPED, I need some sun. Lst year we had a hose pipe ban. That's laughable.

I've not been able to wear my fedora or sunnies.

It's France soon though.

My tune of the day: Days like these - Shaun Escofferey

Cricket

Well it seems a little sad that the West Indies have turned into a side not a patch on the teams of old. Oh well, at least I don't have to spend money on going to watch them ...

So Radostan Kishishev has moved on. Seven years he plyed his trade with us, and good luck to him. I had a quick look on the Leicester rivals site on what they thought and there was an air of contempt about it really. Not a name, oh another defender ... blah, blah. Who'd be a footballer?

It rained tonight. And ruined my herb garden. Blimey ... summers here.

Is it me or are people getting fatter? For the last 3 days I've had a right fat sod sit next to me on the train on my way home. They want their seat and half of mine. Sod off.

My tune of the day: Are you using me - Luther Vandross

Curbing his enthusiasm

Yep, Baby Bent went and told them where to get off. He doesn't want to waste his time at the Spam when he could be down Edmonton, strutting. There's a great Thai in Stokie as well, which may have caught his eye.

It's all about opportunity. 30, 40, 50 grand a week!!!! Does it matter? He's better of playing for Liverpool on 35 grand than Wet Sham on 70. Swings etc, swings.

Another weekend rolls into town. Nothing planned apart from the cricket ....

I just want a lie i tomorrow ...

My tune of the day: 1999 - Prince

The Unknown Soldier

You can tell we've been in the Prem too long. We signed one Paddy McCarthy, and I've never heard of him. Unlike your Souleyman Diawarra, and yer Tala El Kharkouri. A no nonsense player, whatever that means!!!

Now it's made me smile the reaction that Graham Poll got to his video diary of the season shown on Inside Sport earlier this week. OoOhhhh he actually is human, he was able to show the family side of the man. Yeah, yeah .... bullshit. We've all seen Poll the entertainer strutting round. You know what you are going to get. It was Poll first everyone else a close runner up. Good riddance.

It's June, it's the Third test and there is no sign of sunshine. Global warming my ass.

I'm still looking for a plumber if you know one?

My tune of the day: London Is The Place For Me - Lord Kitchener and friends

Big Brother

So the word is that no one want to watch it. A bunch of freaks, wannabees, fakers ... well we all know we will be hooked. We'll watch them all in. And watch them out one by one.

Jesus.

Graham Poll. Now there's a name to conjure with. There's a song that they all sing? I can't remember how it goes, but it sums him up exactly. The back pages are full of his chirping. Now I'm sure it was him that dished out 3 yellow cards to the Croat. It was the pinnacle of his career, what any referee would aspire to do. But he fcuked it. Poor old Poll, what a f'n assehole.

I've been growing my beard. I've booked a cut throat shave tomorrow so I can see the benefits. I can't wait. It's gone all fluffy.

It's still raining out. Of course I've had clothes on the line for about 4 days now.

My tune of the day: Brown Girl in the Ring - Boney M

Rain

Didn't it just!!!!!

Football, cricket and a BBQ were planned for this weekend. Hey ho. The BBQ went well although in-doors, Blackpool won the footie in the rain, and the rain eased off so the Wet Indies could sucumb. Ho humb.

So it'll be a mad rush for Blackpool tickets next season!!! They have nine thousand capacity and already half the Charlton are planning long weekends. Maybe not in January though.

Bluewater on a Bank Holiday Monday, not my dea of heaven.

Ikea .. what a bunchm of turnips. There I am putting a a wardrobe togther, and it collapses. On my foot. Bring it back they say!!!! It's a wardrobe!!!! I hired a van to get it in the first place. So no more Ikea for me ... they can stick their tea tree lights.

My tune of the day: Take Me To The River - Al Green

Moaney, moan, moan

With the hot weather, why are people still wearing over coats? They stink up the place.

Why do people throw rubbish on the floor, spit and eat fast food on the tube?

It's going to be a wet bank holiday.

My tune of the day: It Should Have Been Me - Yvonne Fair

Statement of fact

It's been a weird few days.

I'm playing at the Valley this afternoon, in aid of Demelza House a childrens hospice. A few of the reprobates from the Chalton Life forum will be playing, so if you want to pledge some money do it here .

The sun is shinning.

Oh Charlton got a holiday, into the Championship. The problem is they could be playing Blackpool next season!!! You have to laugh. However it coul be Yeovil they play. I've been to the Old Huish Park to see Welling.

My tune of the day: Living for the City - Stevie Wonder

Operation Relegation

We came, we saw we conquered ... NOT!!!

Oh well, Seven years in the promised land, is all Martin Luther King could have wished. But we went out with a wimper, and what a wimper at that. One leave victory away from home since October 2005. That's relegaion for you. I'm not sure why we should suddenly turn it all around in the Championship, it's either the Birmingham way or the highway.

Southport is once again on us. Even Tim has been a little lethargic with his enjoyment of the upcoming event. Maybe Leeds have finally got to him?

It's grim up North. Matter of fact. Tash had her passport holder niked last weekend, and Debbie a lippy. Straight from their bags. I told her top wear a bum bag, she didn't heed my advice.

A nice afternoon was spent on Sunday at the Non Boat Party, After Party. Don't ask.

Somehow I ended up in Ikea Edmonton on Sunday morning. It's oooooh so different from Lakeside. It's what, 10 miles away and it's a whole world apart.

My tune of the day: Vogue - Madonna

April Showers

Well I said I was going to spend a bit longer doing this, and what happens? Yet, a case of "can't be arsed" disease. It hits us all.

It's been a weird month. I was twenty seven. I read the papers and it's full of Marcus Bent and that scouser who was on Celebrity Big Brother. It must be his intelllect that attracts him to her. His got a large tatoo across his arm that says, wait for it ...... easy tiger, ** no not that **, it says,

MARCUS ...

Is that in case he forgets who he is? Maybe!!!!

We completely ballsed it up against Sheffield United. It's a VERY strange game this football. Every single person has different ideas, and believes they are correct. Take the Dowie years. When I saw Iain Dowie stands arms folded as Foolham changed their tactics and beat us back in October, or whenever it was, I knew that he wasn't up to it. He's since taken Coventry by storm, only they haven't won in 7, and maybe, just maybe are beginning to see the wood for the trees. Pards has come in and again talks a great game. The club are back on an even kiel but I question his tacticl nouse when he was outmanouvred against United on Saturday. Warnock changed things around about 3 times during the game. Pards huffed and puffed and missed the chanc to effect the result when we went a goal up. He should have made Thatcher go down and stay down until the ref stopped the game. Screaming and shouting if need be.

Oh well Welling have cocked it up as well. I went to Princes Park to watch them against Basingstoke last week. I wish I hadnt bothered.

I'm sur no one reads this anymor, so asking questions is pointless. Anyway, does anyone know of a good handyman local. I need to fit a cat flap, and I'm not going to do it. I also need a new bathroom fitted, but that's another question.

Has the cricket World Cup finished yet? It has for the West Indies and England. Onlt a month til they play over here. Can't wait.

My tune of the day: The Boss - Diana Ross

Your names down, but your not coming in .......

Well I could apologise but I'm sure there won't be anyone reading this. Why should you, it's been weeks, maybe a month. But I needed the break, I was lacking in things to say, and with my twenty seventh coming up I had things to plan. As Chicago Addick mentioned it's the Cricket World Cup, and people have died. There's got to be something to say? I was even left out of the Charlton Blog love in. My name was down, but when push comes to shove I ain't a minor celebrity. I bet Vince was there!!!!

I watched the West Indies blow their chances in the cricket tonight. Two games over the course of three days and England haven't played for 5 days. That's a good one. I went over the Offy tonight and the Indian proprietor started telling me how you could tell that Cricket was run by the "White Man". His words not mine. The fact that India fucked it up, maybe hurt him more. But the critisism of malinga on Charlton Life made me laugh. He bowls like Jeff Thomson said one, no he doesn't says another. Well he bowls like Malinga, and he's a damn fine bowler at that. Get over it. With regards to the Bob Woolmer affair, that's a damn hard one. Yes we've all had the Pakistan are taking up Bob sleighing joke, but what happened has to be investigated. Let the Police get on with it, and tell us once they know what's what. And as for the Met Police saying they are willing to help, get your own house in order.

As I walked through Charing Cross this morning I was taken as it was another meet the Manager morning. Ten, maybe eleven South Eastern Train Managers, suited and booted and milling around. Should I? No sod it. The trains are always late!!! Any comments? The trains are always overcrowded!!! Comment? The trains smell of shite!! Clean them? I bet they all turned up in their cars, congestion charge paid for. Maybe next time.

As I said next Friday see's me hit twenty seven. The party has been organised for Sunday 8th, so if your down, holla at me. We are away at Man City on the actual day. I couldn't bring myself to attend, so I'll make sure the wap is working. We are still up shite creek, but at least we now have a paddle.

Well the Northerners have legged it out to Thailand to attend Les and Liz's wedding. Good luck to them I say, as it's grim up North.

I nearly got a cat last week. But I need to get a cat flap fitted. Not as straight forward as it should be. But I may just get a new bathroom suite instead. I thought Vince was going to come round and give me a price?

I've got a trip to France planned to see my bro. And a trip ooop North to se Tim new place, Southport ... not sure there are enough days in the year. We'll be putting the clocks back soon enough.

Welling lost again tonight. I think they have fucked it up. Shame really, but they couldn't go up. No bleedin' floodlights. Can't get over that one.

My tune of the day: Can't play round - Lace

My kind of town ...

Well it's about time I came back and said something. That'll be the whole of Feb that I missed out, give or take a couple of days. But I need to step up to the plate. I need to get this thing back on track, in time for my 27th in a months time.

It was a lovely trip to watford on Saturday. Well until the football started. The second half got back on side until poor old Kevin Lisbie fluffed his big chance. I can only feel sorry for him, but you read on the pink oboe list people just slagging him off. Fuk me!!!! He didn't do it on purpose. Give the bloke some slack. Two weeks til the Toon. It's a long and laborious season.

Welling are playing at home at the new Dartford ground tomorrow night. I may take a trip. Unless it rains that is.

As I said it's my 27th in a few weeks. I'm having a party. Now if you want an invite leave me a message.

The Sopranos is on again tonight. It's a pain that it on so late. At least Lost is on at reasonable time ...

My tune of the day: New York - Frank Sinatra

Oh

I supposed I needed a rest from doing this. But blogger don't help, when a few times I have come on to write some shite I couldn't log on. Oh well, I'm ere now.

It's Sunday morning, I've done some gardening, and I have Richard Pryor live on DVD. I'm sure some of his material will piss the Pink Oboe list right off. Jason Lee and his "Pineapple" haircut too boot. Remarkable really.

There's no football this weekend. The FA Cup sucks. Especially when you go out in the 3rd round. A week to go to the Wet Sham match. It's going to be a long game. I can't wait to see Merv patrolling the line again. Yea really.

It's been a troubled time down at Park View Road. Graham Hobbins sadely passed away and they've lost a couple of league games. Down to 5th ... but they need to keep on keeping on. Believe and you will achieve. Hows that for a Pards comment!

I have to say Richard Pryor is funny. Proper funny.

I stayed up to watch the Audley Harrison fight last night. Oh well, that'll be that then.

My tune of the day: Spread Love - Al Hudson