Monthly Archives: May 2011

Six or seven hours later; the old Telly Savalas

A picture that paints a thousand words, from elsewhere.

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My favourite new voice

Download new track Earthquake for free here

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Pictorial # 5

These girls were hanging over the bridge post-match waving their Barcelona scarves: ‘We are all anti-Man United supporters today,’ they were saying ahead of some other match and the Manchester City fans more than appreciated the gesture.

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Pictorial # 4

Afterwards I turned round and saw this man sobbing his heart out and wiping his tears away on his tattoos. I feel a bit of a paparazzi about the shot, but anyway the News of the World weren’t interested so … Continue reading

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We interrupt this pictorial for a public service announcement

I was reading the small print in the back of the programme (£10) last night. The very last message is ‘Mind Your Language.’ ‘The FA will not tolerate foul language (except by players to the ref) or any abusive, racist, … Continue reading

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Pictorial # 3

Everywhere you look there is someone taking a photograph or a video; is recording the day more important than being at the day I asked myself. The answer I gave was No. I have heard this head wear described as … Continue reading

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Pictorial # 2

And Lo! from below a Delilah did rise

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Pictorial # 1

On the way down Sky phoned and asked me to do a bit to camera. Their HQ was on the roof of the Premier Inn just by Wembley Park underground; ‘Rooms from £29 a night’. It was a most Heath … Continue reading

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From NYC

To Wemberley. There’s always one isn’t there. My mate Dr Graham Etherington with whom I have shared many happy hours on the roads since 2002 between Stoke and Norwich and Norwich and Grimsby or wherever has rather found himself in … Continue reading

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The Responsibility

I’ve got six of these. Note to self: Must not lose or accidentally tout.

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