Like many of you, I have just finished watching the might of Andorra give those highly paid, and rather over rated, individuals masquerading as the England football team a bit of a run out.
This blog has it on good authority that the FA are discussing a change in management. It should come as no surprise, considering the total lack of tactical awareness shown by the present incumbent. The new target is more in keeping with the team and their aspirations, only problem is that he is very popular with his current employers. He has been with them for some time now and the FA are hoping that the time is ripe to persuade him that a change of scenery would be a good thing.
Unfortunately Disney have a reputation for holding onto contracted staff. All we can hope is that Mickey may see the FA as his natural home.
For those of you who have got bored with the "Tommy" story line (you heartless swine) then let me update you with the roof leak.
We have agreed with next door to go 50/50 on the cost and they tell me they have a reliable builder. Hah! I thought. Reliable and builder do not usually fit well into one sentence. Imagine my surprise when I got home today to find the chap on our roof actually doing the work. Have we found the only reliable builder in the world??? I keep my fingers crossed. Incidentally, if he is the one then noway am I going to give his name to anyone! If you found a goldmine would you tell all and sundry it's location?
A friend of ours of many years claims to be an avid reader of this blog. I have decided that today's photo is in respect to our one avid reader. Well, the one that will own up to it! Please meet Bil and Chris Thorn. I knew Chris when he was a fit young man with all his own teeth. Hint from Chris: when refereeing a kids football match do not play flash Harry and keep the whistle in your mouth clenched between your teeth. One overhead kick from an up and coming star later and ........!
Apparently Bil's catering is good enough to jump out of an airplane for. Sure there's a story there somewhere. My thanks to Peter Russell Photography for the snap. Did you know there was a tremendous record shop in Plymouth in the late 60's early 70's called "Peter Russell's Hot Record Shop". Small world ain't it.
Second hint from Chris: don't drink wine through a straw after some kid has just done your two front teeth!
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