One of our locals here in rural Suffolk is a 101yo former rear gunner in a Lancaster bomber. Lost half his ear but surpassed the 2 week life expectancy he'd been forecast. And he's the loveliest man too.
One of our locals here in rural Suffolk is a 101yo former rear gunner in a Lancaster bomber. Lost half his ear but surpassed the 2 week life expectancy he'd been forecast. And he's the loveliest man too.
A friend was doing the PR for Holsten and hosted a group of their German execs at the game. They were amazed at the atmosphere and asked 'is it always like this?' If only.
Just a Roaming Catlic.
You've beaten me to it...I was preparing something along the lines of Tom being the villain to pitch. Probably wouldn't have been a good though.
I'm pleased I wasn't the only one to think this.
www.tmz.com/2025/04/02/s... Farewell Johnny. The 1973 soundtrack to That'll Be The Day, the film, was the first LP I ever bought, with pocket money (I was 10). Poetry in Motion was on it. "A wave out on the ocean could never move that way." Superb.
Took friends to two of the @rspbminsmere.bsky.social hides yesterday. Told them chances of seeing Bitterns wasn't guaranteed. Saw three, in the open and within seconds of arriving. One bloke had been there three hours waiting to see one and we turn up and hey presto. Felt guilty* (*not too guilty.)
It's not just the wildlife that makes @rspbminsmere.bsky.social so special. It just looks wonderful.
That 4-1 win at Wembley, not just the result but the way we scored those goals though it's bitter sweet because after that game Klopp went and bought the players to win the league and UCL we didn't. Also, Barcelona away. Awful facilities for away fans, great atmosphere when we knew we were through.
It's quite obvious the princes were PR advised to like football (they're more naturally drawn to polo, rugby, killing animals etc) so they sat them down and told them to pick a Premier team. Being lazy, they simply picked the top two in alphabetical order. Harry = Arsenal, William = Villa.
Beware of Greeks bearing grifts.
The maternity wing of our garden has produced quads.
Is the Five Towns any good. I was born there so I should give it a go.
I've got that record, had it for at least 40 years yet the strange thing is I don't remember buying it, borrowing it, stealing it or acquiring it in any other way. Very odd. Love it, of course.
It's not the coolest, I know but David Essex lived behind a mate's house and, aged 9 or 10, we used to kick the ball over the fence into his garden in the hope of seeing him. And when this came out a couple of years later I was still too young to see the film but had enough pocket money for the LP.
The conservation volunteers Luke and I are associated with once found a big patch of cannabis plants hidden in the forest (but obviously not hidden well enough). I played 5-a-side with a lad who found a dead body and badger watchers once saw two men carrying a bodybag through the woods.
What a refreshingly erudite and charming man that Plymouth manager is. He'll go for.
It's ours for the taking. As long as we don't get Plymouth in the next round. ๐
Levy doesn't have a clue, d'oh!
Featuring the great detective Hercule Porro?
80 years ago. The man on the left is my uncle Sammy Treforest, pictured at Sam's Canteen, Belsen, set up to help feed survivors, one of whom was Edda, a Polish woman who had survived both Auschwitz and Belsen. Sammy and Edda married. Google them for videos of them telling their stories.
We'll be ok. Maybe we'll win a trophy. I don't see why not when the later rounds should coincide with getting our best players back.
I remember Mido stuck in traffic in Loughton High Road and signing autographs for the local kids from his car window. It's said that when he joined Spurs he asked what cars they drove. Half said Ferraris, half said Bentleys. So he went out and bought one of each.
Emilia Perez is basically Mrs Doubtfire meets Scarface: The Musical.
Emilia Perez...what a bizarre but watchable film. Like Scarface meets Mrs Doubtfire (the musical).
First Modern Romance and now The Nolans - what next for us Ilfordites? One fifth of Haircut 100? Kathy Kirby?
Keir Warmer?
I have a neighbourly Sparrowhawk that does the same.
Brilliant.
On a scale of Things That Are Punk <--> Things That Are Not Punk, this must come *very* close to the furthest extreme of Not Punk, the complete absence of any trace of punk at a microscopic level