...you'd think that over the many years I've managed to avoid deportation that I'd have become more interested in this competition. Sadly no. Not that I don't want to be a fan, but its sorta like the Premier League, it's there, it's available on tv but I just can't be arsed. I've actually attended a couple, no make that three, finals and had a bloody great time at two of 'em, one in Dallas, the other in DC, but good time or not, the outfit I was following, New England Revolution, came home without the big enchilada, so bollox. Anyway, today saw Seattle(in puke green), entertain Toronto for the honours. Our Canadian friends piss all over 'em then lose 3-1 in front of 70,000. We wuz robbed, eh! (That's an in house Canuck joke there, not intended to be understood by residents of W12).
...occurs in the neighbouring community of Quincy, Massachusetts. This election cycle we yet again, among others, have Ian Cain and Thomas Koch running for political office and yes, you are able to vote for Koch Cain. A powerful pair, they're not to be sniffed at.
...we’re the BBC. Anyone ever read the list of songs banned by Auntie, good gawd it’s extensive? What was so alarming about Mott the Hoople’s ‘All the Young Dudes’ ffs and Arthur bleedn’ Askey’s in there back in 1943!
...got a favourite? People often ask me about things I like to do when back in town and the parks are something I always enjoy. Hard to pinpoint why exactly but appreciate the high level of maintenance and the general lay outs, Strangely, well I think it’s strange, my most pleasurable walks are in the colder months, particularly on the morning of a frost, Regents Park from south to north is a regular stroll, though love those smaller inner city spaces like Tavistock Square. Of course, Queens Park is rarely off my mind.