There were plenty of happenings at the Newport game. There was the cross-ferry crossing. There was the game, full of its incidents and happenings. And there was the coach journey back, featuring a dodgy red light, a mad dash for the ferry and all in all, our first trip outside the mainland UK since the
[written by Tintin. I think] Well Champagne 1 white lightning cider 0. This game had everything a decent crowd, winter sun, away support and a good ding dong of a game on the pitch. We again played 4-4-2 with the two new signings making their debut’s and Micky Woolner playing in central midfield. Bromley hassled
Jesus christ. I decide to forgo a life of fun and glamour in the US to return to England and I get subjected to Biff 0 Bash 0. This was dire. This was the sort of game heart attack victims could watch safely. Only thing really worth mentioning was Ursell’s penalty miss. Or rather, the
[No images due to the usual, ahem, technical difficulties] There was something CCL-like about Ferret 1 Mongoose 3. Maybe it was because I passed a sign to Hartley Witney en route. Or maybe it was the army barracks setup for the burgers/beer/hot dogs in the ground? Or perhaps it was the slope on the pitch,
You can blame J Sainsbury for this article. They were selling off DVD recorders for £150 (though cheaper now), and being somewhat of a collectionist, I decided that I would join the 21st century and purchase said device. Got it home, connected it all up, and archived all the videos (some stretching back as far
First things first – could the two people who said they could do the games I’m away for (you know who you are) please email me? I have somebody in reserve if you can’t do it. Second things second. If the Whyteleafe was the NYD hangover, then Asylum Seekers 1 Illegal Immigrants 2 was the
After the turgid shite that passed itself off as the Dorking match, what a treat to have an uplifting performance on New Year’s Day. Yes, I’m referring to the annual NYD concert in Vienna. I’m sure the Strauss brothers (no, not Andrew) were the Bee Gees of their time, not too sure what modern day