This weekend’s gloriously sunny Saturday saw me pay my first ever visit to Lord’s. The occasion was a pre-ICC tournament warm-up between Australia and Pakistan, and despite the exorbitant ticket prices (especially considering it was only a friendly), almost every Australian I’d ever met in London was there too, along with many more I hadn’t met besides (if you’d wanted to pick a good day to start burgling houses in the Shepherd’s Bush, Acton and Fulham areas of London, Saturday would surely have been it). Not only was this my first visit to Lord’s, but actually the first time I’d been to see a live professional cricket match. I had often wondered how anyone could sit around all day watching a game in which so little happens, but it turns out that most people get around this small flaw by spending 90% of the proceedings drinking, chatting, eating, and only actually concentrating on events on the field when called upon to shout, cheer, and wave a large advert for NatWest with a big number 4 written on it (or the advert for mortgages on the other side, depending on how drunk you are by this point).
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Oy,
I’m feeling as if I have missed out on something. I am monumentally unbusy at work today and after looking at Ghost Stations http://www.londonrailways.net/ghost.htm (sadly missing a trick by failing to supply Ghost Trains), I thought – ‘I wonder whether paste is still online’. Well I be blowed!
One googlesearch later and I have discoverved (?rediscovered) this trove.
1) How could I have forgotten that you blog?
2) Surely you are too busy to do this?
3) Do you have fans from outside your social group?
4) That bloody Universal remote control doesn’t work on my DVD player.
He continues… (now he has a full head of steam)
Today I have realised why Tony Blair PM has never repllied to any of my letters / emails / texts/ flowers with poems on (although my local MPs always have)… My ‘special’ patients with their ‘individual views that only they share’ and their ‘magic creative thoughts’ write to him all the time. I have a lady (from a cult) who corresonds (one way traffic at the moment – Tone is a poor choice of pen-pal) with Mr Blair daily – mostly about the New Testiment, and how we (Docs and staff) are going to burn in hell for all eternity (and perhaps longer).
Next time, I’m gonna write to G ‘Dubbya’ Bush. Now where are my crayons?
RT
Hello mate, and welcome back. In response to your questions, I’d say:
1) I don’t know, maybe it’s the alcohol?
2) You’d be surprised, but in my new job I’ve been finding less and less time (hence it took me almost 2 weeks to write and backdate my full Croatia travel diary, and I’ve hardly written anything since then).
3) I’m not quite sure. I suspect probably not, but my Googlebombing attempts earlier this year (sadly it seems to be broken these days) did make techie website the Register: This Googlebomb cost $44.75 (or three weblogs), which briefly sent the hit count through the roof.
4) Sorry to hear that. Have you considered a “universal” long stick?