It's a long long way

With what appears to be usual now, I walked into town, as I got there, I found myself with ‘Ghost Town’ by the Specials echoing round my near empty head. I hadn’t got my headphones on, it’s just what the Covid Gestapo have created for Brum. The shops are open, but there’s hardly anyone in…… Continue reading 19/9/20 Hednesford Town v Stourbridge, Southern League Premier Central. Gaslighting Is The Pits.

In these days of limited crowds, I’d been over the previous Sunday to secure tickets for this. I don’t trust the postal service round where I live. That’s no disrespect meant towards the postmen I know like Russell, Nick and the mob from down the Blues, but none of them deliver my mail, and I’ve…… Continue reading 12/9/20 Shifnal Town v AFC Bridgnorth, F.A.Cup Preliminary Round, Gauging The Temperature Of A Micro Shropshire Derby.

No, your eyes aren’t deceiving you, that really is last Saturday’s date. I haven’t stopped with dusting off the memories completely, but the government has decreed that fans can now watch Non-League games in the flesh. It’s the seventh level and below, but at least it’s proper football. Not some convoluted effort, with staid commentary…… Continue reading 5/9/20 Highgate United v AFC Wulfrunians, Midlands Premier Division. Highs And Lows.

I ended my last post, mentioning that Gayle would be coming back on the scene. She’d split up with the bloke that wouldn’t work, or more to the point, she’d become so exasperated with him that the love she had had for him had been suffocated and she’d chucked him out. I was still all…… Continue reading 25/11/06 Burnley v Blues, A Switch In Time Saves Mine.

The finances had carried on easing so much that both me and Les had been able to buy season tickets. I was even able to buy John one. As there was still the odd weekend he went to his grandparents, it was an adult one, that way it could get used by someone else. I…… Continue reading 19/2/06 Stoke City v Blues, F.A.Cup 5th Round. Dancing Along Blurred Lines.

First of all, the owners of WordPress who I write this rubbish on, have revamped their site and it now has a new format. I have no idea why as it was perfectly fine as it was. It will mean that I will probably make a right hash of things until I’ve worked something out…… Continue reading 10/10/03 Blues v Them Lot, Time Shifting Forward.

If you’re wondering why there’s such a gap in dates and why a home game with Queens Park Rangers should hold any importance when I tend to write about away trips, it’s simple, lack of money. It’s why the lack of money, that wasn’t so simple. My life hadn’t been so much turned upside down,…… Continue reading 23/12/00 Blues v Queens Park Rangers, Blame It On Genetics.

I’d still been trudging along my rut at the alarmingly, electrifying pace of a snail. I was drinking far too much, or up until the first week in October I had anyway. John had started school and Trelayne had a job that had led to her being on the opposite shift to mine. On the…… Continue reading 7/11/98 West Bromwich Albion v Blues, Stepping Off The Treadmill.

Since Francis’s first season, I’d gone ballistic on the jobs front. I’d gone from working at the same factory for 4 years, to working at 5 different ones in the space of 12 months. I suffer from itchy feet. By that, I don’t mean I don’t dry between my toes properly and end up with…… Continue reading 21/3/98 Blues v Nottingham Forest, Setting Mini Me On The Path To Indoctrination.

Me and Trelayne had got married. At the time, I couldn’t see a way out of the life I’d drifted into, and had just resigned myself to my fate. The domestic finances were sporadic. I was still working at the same place, and even Trelayne had gone back to work. However, things weren’t running smoothly.…… Continue reading 21/9/96 Manchester City v Blues, Sussed Out Worn Out.