A tale of a Scotsman living in SW london...

Saturday, February 24, 2007

6 nations

A special day for the 6 nations today - Ireland play England at Croke Park. Historic day as it was here the "first" bloody Sunday took place many years ago (1920 to be exact) where British forces shot and killed players and fans watching a Gaelic Football match. Since then, the Gaelic association always said they would never have "English" sports played at Croke Park. Well, money talks and they are (due to Landsdown Road getting done up).

I only hope that the 6 nations fans behave and that the people who could cause trouble are far away. 6 Nations rugby is great as all fans mix in together and you never get trouble. There is such a nice atmosphere of people coming together for the love of the sport. Even if you don't particularly like rugby, a 6 nations game is special.

I used to go all the time to Murrayfield when I lived in Edinburgh as I lived very close. I miss it, and Edinburgh for that matter. I would go with my Dad to all the games and it was "something we did". Loved it for the rugby, and the time spent with him. And yet, now I live miles away purely for work reasons and it's just not economical to go. Real shame.

Friday, February 23, 2007

Romanov goes mad

Well, Scottish football does get called dull at times, but with people like Romanov in charge at Hearts things are never dull. His latest statement is just odd, obviously aimed at reporters and about referees who've been bought by the Old Firm. Now, there is no evidence that this happens, however I think any referee who isn't a bit intimidated by 50/60,000 screaming Old Firm fans for their team when they are more used to refereeing in front of 8000 fans at Dunfermline just wouldn;t be normal. That doesn't mean they are bought.

Anyway, the boy is nuts so here is his latest tirade.

Dear Monkeys,

Today I will not be showing your portrait to you. It is pointless. You are one step away from becoming human beings.

Go and carefully have a look at yourself in the mirror. Don't you see a human in it?

Stop fighting for the values which the ex-captain of Hearts was fighting for.

Education and truthful information - that should be your input to humankind.

Your leader Mowgli is not taking bananas any more, now he is taking money for lies and untruthful interpretation. However he is greedy and makes you collect rotten information from cesspits and poisons readers with it.

This is unworthy even of a monkey.

Today I will express my opinion in English about refereeing in order that your Mowgli will not make you tell lies.

To discuss whether referees take money or not is the same as discussing a woman who gives herself with no love.

Isn't it better to concentrate on the standard of their work instead of looking for reasons for their poor performance?

A woman cheats herself and nature if she gives herself without love. If a referee officiates a game based on his personal love, he commits a cynical crime, especially when the public has trusted him.

I respect those referees who take money from two stupid teams and then honestly officiates a game. They do not harm football in any way. Though it is bad, still everybody is equal for them. Perhaps that is the reason why football in Italy will never die despite all the scandals that continuously shake it.

I think that is much better than being the champions for 40 years while building up the same system for further 40 years.

Now it has become obvious to me why you, the Monkeys, were trying to ruin Hearts not only in the Championship, but in European competitions as well. I think it was not without your help that the 'frozen' referee from Russia was selected to officiate our match and that in the games against the Greek side we got three red cards.

It is not without your help that traitors were presented as heroes thus showing the road to children for betrayal.

You will always call teachers silly because unlike you they lead children along the correct path.

Protecting your values in that way just spoils not only football, but also a Scotsman's proud name.

I beg you Mowgli, take the monkeys back to the Safari Park!

Wednesday, February 21, 2007

You'll never watch alone

Last night was a bit of a wierd one. Most people had gone home or were working late, so I ventured into the night alone. Dinner was fine (was welcomed with open arms into a favoured local restaurant) and then off to the pub to watch Liverpool. A newcomer (and fellow Scot) to the project then turned up halfway through the game and so we discussed the failings of Scottish football, and generally put the world to rights. One for the road was had in a local Austrian pub. You forget how strong that stuff is...

Anyway, some interesting web sites I've come across lately:
RFID gone mad...

List of all router passwords for wireless routers.

Oh, and happy birthday GF :-)

Tuesday night curry club...

...is no more! The cycle was broken by a desire to head to the favoured local Chinese. Gorse Fox was on sparkling form (fuelled by a pre-dinner beer) and a most enjoyable night was had.

Went back to watch some of the Champions League games and was stunned by the actions of Lille in the Man Utd game. Tricky one for Platini to sort out...In other games, Celtic seemed to have followed Strachens pre match team talk well. He said, in reply to what the young players should do if they feel the occasion getting to them "Just run aboot". Genius. PSV scored a screamer against The Forces Of Darkness, the boy from Ecuador will never hit a ball as sweet again (indeed - he was shocking at the World Cup, hence why we supported Trinidad and Tobago when we watched them in a balmy night in Kaiserlautern).

Actually, this is from that very same night (bit late - approx 3am, fuelled by margharitas)

Monday, February 19, 2007


Had a cracking walk yesterday, just outside Haslemere at a place called BlackDown. Blew away a few cobwebs and although the views were good, will be better in the summer when it's clearer.

Stopped off at a local farm shop in Haselmere and was stunned at how cheap everything was! If only it was closer, we could cut down on the amount of shopping (and waste!) we do in the supermarkets. As it stands, driving 30 miles down the road to get your veggies doesn't seem a particulalry good use of time or petrol.

Highlight of the trip were the cakes in the shop - just like you used to get in church fetes and the like, with the little crystalised orange segments on them - not seem one like that in years!! Made our day.