Rugger and stuff

Lynn asked what I thought of the rugby World Cup Final.

Well, if someone had told me six weeks ago that we would lose in the Final, I would have been happy considering all the crap people were writing and saying about the "grumpy old men" of the "washed up with no chance of progressing past the pool stages" England squad.

The best team overall in the tournament ended up winning which is the way it should be.

As for the ref and the Australian fourth official, (the one who said it wasn't a try) well there's no point whinging because it wasn't given, well played the Springboks, move on.

Oh and well played Argentina for spanking France in the 3rd - 4th place play-off on Friday evening.

Next stop for England is a new squad with hopefully a few grumpy old men still around with a sprinkling of young talent to take the Six Nations after Christmas but with an eye on New Zealand and the next World Cup in 2011.

I will be blogging on my new i-mac after next weekend if Dive can get it hooked up for me.
No more p.c. for me, I have been converted.
We had some sweary fun on Saturday and Sunday after I bought it and we couldn't get on t'internet because BT are fucking crap and only send out installation packs for p.c.'s.
Never mind, I'm sure Big Bro can get it all sorted this week end.

There is also an impending regeneration on the cards for The Monkey God.
Dr Who does this every now and again and I can feel it in my bones so watch this space.

Waterloo II

So it's Au revoir to "Les Bleus" for this World Cup.

Into the Stade de France went the brave 15. Well 22 actually as there were also 7 substitutes, without whom we could not have beaten France.
They didn't have to face cannon but there was Sebastan Chaball, nicknamed "The Caveman".
I know how effective he is because he plays in the English Premiership for Sale.

14 points to 9 after a bruising encounter.
It may not have been pretty but the passion and commitment was there for both sides.
I'm nearly out of beer now after beating the Aussies last week and now France, with the Final next weekend against either South Africa or Argentina, a trip to the brewery is in order.
France will have their chance for revenge around Feb/March next year when we play them again in Paris in the Six-Nations tournament.
Should be interesting.

What a shame.......Never mind.

As a life-long rugby freak, with Leicester Tigers and England running through my veins, I would like to take the opportunity for a tiny little gloat.
O.K. so Gloucester beat us at home last night but this was just a bit of payback for them because we rather "stuffed" them in the Premiership Final last May. ( I was there, and it was awesome), and they were the better team, so that's one for Lynn.
The big story here is the exit of both Australia and the All Blacks. (that's New Zealand by the way).
There has been a lot of derogatory talk in the media from various parties within the Australia camp about the current World Champions, ( that's England by the way) but maybe eating a large portion of humble pie will take away the taste of their collective feet in their oversize gobs.

I feel for all the Aussies who get tarred with the same brush because I know quite a few from down under and they are all thoroughly good eggs.

I stick by my prediction that South Africa will win but my heart still says England.
Thanks to the French for coping with the "always peaking too soon" All Blacks who have, yet again not taken the pressure game.
With the Aussies it's over-confidence but New Zealand just didn't react to a fired-up France who were fighting for more than just national pride as they are the hosts for this World Cup.

Anyway, as the Aussies are no longer represented, I though I would celebrate.
I need some help from Kate on this as I'm not too sure what recipe is best for Roo.


I also need the perfect Australian (whine) to go with this. Maybe "shatto Mortlock"? definitely best served cold.
Dive, you are invited next weekend to celebrate one northern hemisphere side's guaranteed passage into the final.
I hope it's us but if not, then "bon chance mes amis" because William Webb Ellis should live north of the equator.

She's here !!

This looks kinda cool.

It's by a French born artist called Louise Bourgeois and titled Maman 1999.

It's 9 metres high and made from bronze, stainless steel and marble.

Dive dosn't go to London on Thursdays, now we know why.

Shelob springs to mind.

Morning coffee

As inhabitants of The Small Glass Planet will know, I usually meet Dive on a Saturday morning for a fix of coffee, a "grump" about the previous week and a wander around the book shops and back streets of Norwich looking for anything interesting.

Several signs have been seen recently which, as we are in Norfolk, could cause some confusion with certain members of the shopping public.

I don't agree with this one. The Norfolk landscape is superb any time of the year. Huge skies of bright blue dotted with cotton wool clouds in the summer, menacing storm clouds in the autumn and winter and an ever changing carpet of fresh worked fields, ranging from rich dark brown through green, purple, brilliant yellow and warm gold as the year passes.

Another misleading offer found in an office supply store which boasts a limb replacement service if you buy a chair!

We spotted a number of other rather amusing advertising faux pas and as the festive season is now arriving in our shops, I'm sure this could develop into a hobby.

Dive, don't forget your camera next week.

Catch up

So apart from work, what does a Deity get up to to keep him from Blogger for so long?

Well if you want the low-down on the Goodwood Revival this year, pop over to Dive's and see what you missed if you didn't attend. (and this one too)

That was good day #1

Good day #2 was a trip to London to visit the relatives. Well we are somewhat removed from them but with evolution and all that, there must be a link somewhere.
This is why they became extinct, supermodel diet regimes and heads full of plaster.

You should quit while you are still "a head" (well I thought it was amusing).

Good day #3 was at one of my favourite places, Twickenham.

I am usually here to watch rugby but I made an exception for The Police world tour, plus it was a chance to get on the pitch and see what it's like to look back up to where we sit.

Below is the view from our seats

It was one of the best gigs I've seen and the sound quality was superb.

They do look old on the big screens but they still put on a phenomenal show.

We have an open day at work this Sunday and I am taking Big Bro, so check out his post on that because he is excited about it and it's just an extra bloody day at work to me.

If you like big boys toys it should be good day #4.

Transmissions will be resumed shortly

It's been a while, so if anyone is out there, I should have some time to post some of whats been going on since June (ish).

It's mostly been work but I got to see The Police at Twickenham a couple of weeks ago so there's some piccies etc and if you follow my Bro dive, you will know I popped up to London with him to see the dino's and stuff.
Oh, and Goodwood.

Yours truly enjoying a pint of the Black stuff on the pitch at Twickers before the gig.



It was a good gig.