It’s squeaky bum time again, in the world of football. It’s that moment when you cannot muster the courage to switch on the television set and yet, you are compelled to do so. Old wounds, that you thought had healed forever, come surging to the surface again, and open up to cause you more pain […]
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Brexit Musings (26) – From Russia With Love
Well Theresa, I do hope you’ve been watching the footy on the telly, because the England team did a top-notch job by simultaneously uniting the whole country and leaving a group of 32 member states, at a fixed date. And what’s even better, is that everybody’s happy, and the future is bright. So, let’s […]
The Night England Won Me Back
There used to be a time when I was an unconditional England supporter. Living in Kilburn made it that much easier to get to Wembley Stadium to watch the Three Lions play really well, or get beaten out of sight by slick Continentals. I’ve seen just about all facets of the national side, and I […]
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Blue Moon Ready To Rise
Blue moon You saw me standing alone Without a dream in my heart Without a love of my own At about twenty past six, on Sunday 15th April a feeling of profound bliss penetrated the very heart of my soul. Something so powerful, that it made me clench my fists and cut the air with […]
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Kicking Balls – From Doha To Paris, With Love
Brazilian footballer Neymar’s £200m release clause – allowing his transfer from Barcelona to Paris Saint-Germain (PSG) – places him at 206th in the United Nations’ list of nations by GDP, ahead of the Marshall Islands and Palau… Football transfers are fast becoming like fake breasts – over-inflated and ridiculous. I mean, how can so much […]