Tuesday, 27 July 2010

Port Eliot Festival...

Was a truly great time, by any standards. The show went off pretty well, I thought, the only shame being Greg not being able to play, having cut the top of his finger off the week before. Anyway, yeah, I enjoyed playing, and we sold a few CDs, so that was great. Thanks to anyone who came to watch, and I wholeheartedly recommend it to anyone who is thinking of going next year...



Thursday, 15 July 2010

Kieswetter Needs Stronger Package...

According to Andy Flower, England Keeper Craig Kieswetter needs to improve in certain areas... "by the time he plays for England again, he'll need to have made his package stronger,"

Time to dig a few of those spam emails out of the old junk file, Craig... you can get the relevant medication pretty cheap these days.

Wednesday, 14 July 2010

Getting Old

I am feeling old. I am looking old. My hair is greying, and I find myself feeling and doing things that are just older. The last thing I bought for myself was a tartan blanket. Today I ordered a long sleeved polo shirt. A few weeks ago I found myself uttering the following sentence... Well, I do love a good Trojan origin myth.

Got to embrace it I guess, but does the world really need another grumpy old bastard? Maybe I could cheer up with age?
Yeah, maybe.

Monday, 12 July 2010


Feeling fairly short changed by the Dutch last night. I was hoping they would show they could play the Spanish, not at exactly their own game, as their midfield just lacks the class of the Spaniards, but with a swift, slightly more direct, yet still attacking brand of football. Like I say. Short changed. I'm not buying this Spanish moral high ground stuff, though. They were acting up as well, waving cards at Howard Webb every time they were tackled by a Dutch player. They were as petulant and dirty as anyone else last night, and any team with Puyol in it had better have a good lawyer if they are going to hurl accusations of "Anti-Football" about.
My best moment of the night? Alan Hansen saying that it would have been a travesty if the Dutch had won, a victory for football etc etc... well, I'll remember that Alan, when you are smirking like the c*nt you are about some moronic clogger from Stoke or Bolton dishing it out to the Arsenal next year. What do you know about preserving the vestiges of some notion of footballing purity? You were a DEFENDER. And a Scottish one at that.