YEEEEEEEEEEEEE HA

Beat the inbreds and in the quarter final of the league cup

tough ask though

MCFC
Liverpool
Chelsea
Spurs
Arse
West Ham
Blackburn
Everton

.....the best 8 teams in the country obviously A home draw is a must

Needed this...what a BABE

Hospital Waiting Rooms

They used to be horrible anodyne places where people stared at the floor and spoke in hushed tones or read 5 year old copies of the Sunday Telegraph magazine.
How things change, took mum to Stepping Hill today for a check up (she is fine) and the waiting room had reclining chairs with footrests, there was a TV with a dvd/video player,and the nice nurse served everyone with tea and biscuits.
The 5 year old Sunday Telegraph mag was still there though

0-6

What a display by Chelsea (unfortunatly my nieces name) they were awesome.

Has the bubble burst, we can only wait and see, but Sven is a wily old manager, he will know occasionaly in football you get hammered what ever you do, it is one of the most endearing traits of the beautiful game.

Pest shields

How do they know what are pests?

Surely they might kill some of the good guys too. I think a strongly worded letter including the words Cunning and Smorgasboard is in order

Well it all goes wrong.

Football-England look fucked
Rugby- England got fucked
F1 - Hamilton fucked up

Thank fuck for Elano

Carrier bags

Im sure when we are all tucked up safely in our beds, the fuckers are shagging and having baby bags.

I have hundreds of them from shops I never go in.

Strange phenomenen

When I was a kid we had a chippy, Bob Brunt (hairy cunt) ran it and he was hairy.It opened on Friday tea time, and Friday and Saturday night,that was it. We also had a bakers that sold hot pies etc, that shut for dinner! Pubs were pubs that just old beer.
Nowadays in Cheadle there are 13 pubs selling food, there is a KFC, a Subway, 2 English chippys, 3 chinese chippys, an Indian, 3 kebab/pizza places, a Chinese rstaurant, an Indian restaurant, a Lebonese restaurant, 2 Italian restaurants, 7 sandwich shops, a Franch brasserie, a middle eastern brasserie, 2 bakers shops, even Boots sell butties and stuff.
So why the fuck is Morrisons always so busy.

England

I just dont get it, how can people not want there Country to win at any sport.I dont get this club v country thing, people moaning they dont see there club play because England are playing is just plain stupid, the club games arn't cancelled,the International's are allowed for in the fixtures just as they always have and for a club like City it should be viewed as a godsend as it allows tired limbs of those not called up to rest.
Basically im just fucked off England lost, I am english after all.

Liverpool

Top day, Liverpool is such an interesting city, first off we went to St Georges hall, near Lime Street, stunning building,went around the old court cells and then into the court room itself, brilliantly done by the scousers and then looked over the main hall which is just astounding. After that we visited the Anglican Cathedral, the largest Anglican Cathedral in the world,the scale of the place is overwhelming, but it is just beautifl to sit in the knave for a while and take it all in.
Finally we had a quick visit to albert dock, i love the ambience and bought a pirate cap.
On the way home we visited Goodison and then stopped at Anfield, i left my City scarf at the Hillsborough memorial. So sad, so understated but so moving.
Had a nice day, Liverpool is a fantastic City

What a weekend, sport sport and more sport.
England magnificent beating the French, in one of the most tense sporting occasions i have ever watched, England beating Estonia easily and england losing to Sri Lanka easily but winning a series there for the very first time ever.
I had the perfect couch potato weekend.

The cynic in me questions whether this is true anymore

Some people are born lucky, some people attain luck, some people have luck thrust upon them.
That's the story of Manchester City Supporters. Whether through our family connections, our birthplace, a chance encounter with the blues, or finding ourselves at a specific moment in time on the terraces of the now legendary Kippax, we are the lucky ones.
It's easy to follow glory. It's easy to pledge allegiance to money. But to follow City is to dare to dream the dream.
No other club in our country's illustrious footballing history has had more devoted and determined followers, and yet the rewards are often, superficially, non-existent. But at City we have something that neither money nor glory can ever conjure. We have PURE PASSION.
For those in the know. For those that have stood, or sat, side by side with fellow blues and experienced City first hand we would have it no other way.
It matters when we lose, but not as much as following City. It matters when we win, but not as much as loving City.
What doesn't matter is who comes and goes, For there is only one City; Manchester City.
And in the beautiful game, there is only truly one beautiful Club.
And, no matter who pulls on the shirt on any given day, no matter what the result, or what league or cup we're in there is a single truth:
City, the best team in the land and all the world.

The old Smash advert with the metal aliens

Just seen it again, first time for ages and it is still hilarious.
The laugh is infectious.
Bring it back so the kids of today can see how good TV used to be

Scammers

Got rung up the other day by a mobility scooter company and now they are on telly as being bad bastards
The nice lady on the end of the phone said they had my details through a health questionaire i had filled in 12 months ago and that they were aware i was in need of mobility help.
She then asked how much older than 60 i was, when i said minus 18, she went kind of silent, ,,,minus 18 sir she stuttered, yes im 42 you stupid bitch and i never filled in any survey so will you kindly fuck off please...was my pleasant reply.
The TV program on tonight shows how easy it is to take old peoples trust and rob them of there money.
These companies should be shut down, the owners arrested and all there assets used to provide free care for the elderly the horrile snidey greedy twats.

ANNOYED

I just spent 20 minutes composing todays blog entry and i lost my connection.


AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRGHHHHHHHH

In the Brown stuff

I must say there is something quite soothing about seeing him squirm. All that scheming behind Blair's back about when he sould call it day has come back to haunt him.

For a Blairite like me it is very comforting

Egg Chasing ........hahahahaha Aussies

I was forced to play Rugby Union at secondary school and I hated it, all I wanted to do was play Football. I took no interest and never got involved with the game. Nowadays I regret never having played it properly.

Rugby for me started in the 1991 World Cup, I was a student and watched loads of games with the landlord of my local and a few other rugby nuts, who talked me through the nuances of the game, the rules are complex, the tactics obscure, but it is a game i have come to love, sometimes for its sheer brutality, but more often than not for its heroic beauty.

Today was one of those magnificent moments in sport, an England team which has been ridiculed in the press and given no chance by any pundit anywhere were simply quite magnificent as they demolished the mighty aussies with a display long on heroics and passion. It was never pretty, but the pride of both teams shone out as they battled for every ball.

Well done England for a victory I will long remember, well done the Aussies for getting beat again, I do love beating the Aussies at anything.

Walkers Crisps

Even now some 15/20 years after Walkers Crisps came on the market I still cant get my head around there cheese and onion crisps being in a blue packet.

Blue is for salt and vinegar, dont they fucking get it!!!!

Rag Jealousy

For many years now I have been accused of being a bitter bitter blue and to be fair that is quite accurate, I am, I hate the fuckers with a passion, I set my alarm clock 5 minutes early every day so I can hate the fuckers for 5 minutes longer.

But as bitter as I am, I have always ben magnanimous too, if they deserve praise, I say so, if I think they have played well, I say so, if I rate one of there players I am not afraid to admit it.

Now take them and they way they react to us all of sudden being quite good, can they admit Elano looks world class, can they accept Sven is a quality manager, can they say we deserve to be third in the table, NO can they fuck, they hate it and its cutting them deep, lil ol citeh are taking some of there thunder and they are jealous.

So who are the real bitter's?

Welsh Wales

Had a drive out today accompanied by mother and my Aunt Jan (AJ) to the beautiful Lleyn peninsula. We stopped first in Abersoch and much to my delight the beach huts where in my youth i spent a lot of nights sleeping rough are still there. How wonderful to wake up in your sleeping bag and be able to run straight into the sea.

Abersoch is now ultra trendy, the clothes shops are top notch and there are trendy bars and eating houses, the St Tuds and The Vaynol are still there though, although The Whitehoue was sadly boarded up.

From there we went down the coast as my memory was jogged about a holiday i went on when i was about 6 years old to an old cottage down an old farmers track with my family and my aunt's. To my amazement I found it, the cottage had been done up and must be worth 250K at least now, my mum and aunt were thrilled and amazed i found it.

From there we went off via Hells Mouth (wonderful name) to Aberdaron and had lunch in a place built as a communal kitchen for pilgrims in 1300AD, i doubt they served Pannini's back then.

After lunch we headed up to the headland of Uchymynedd which offers stunning views of Bardley Island, the lighthouse was on too. From our high viewpoint i was sure the large things we spotted out to sea were Basking Sharks (i had my binos with me) feeding near the surface.

The only thing to ruin the day was the traffic on the way back, yep the Rags are at home

Micheal Palin.

Surely has the best job ever. Pole to pole etc where he gets to travel around the world and get paid for it, meeting different people, seeing some amazing places and experiencing so many different cultures and he always seems to end up pissed on the local lunatic juice.

Please can i be a Micheal Palin in my next life