I know, I know! It's been literally months. I haven't quite got the hang of this yet. The trouble is, whenever I think about something I want to write about, I am never near a computer. Typical I suppose.
Plus of course, there is also the absolutely staggering ammount of live sport on the telly. Tonight could quite possibly be the first night since the middle of August that there is no live football on TV. Just think about that for a moment... quite incredible. How am I supposed to find time to blog with all that going on?
Anyway, I will be doing my utmost to be more regular with my posting, but I wouldn't get your hopes up.
Wednesday 10 October 2007
Sunday 22 July 2007
Wet Weekend, Something of an understatement!
If I was the religious type, I would swear that it was judgement day, or at least I'd have started building an ark. I have never experienced anything like this. It certainly does make me wonder whether other forces are at hand. Lucky for us, we live at the top of a hill, so if we got flooded then everyone else would be in real trouble. However the damage suffered in other neighbouring towns is incomprehendable. I think we should all take a little time to think about those who have been severely affected by the freak weather. People's houses and businesses have been ruined, their treasured possessions damaged beyond repair. It could be months before normality is restored in some places. You have to feel sorry for the residents of Tenbury Wells, for whom this is the third, and worst, time that this has happened in the space of a month or so. The town is completely under water, cut off from the rest of the county.
It seems tonight that everything is slowly but surely starting to calm down, but there is still a long way to go. The emergancy services have done a fantastic job, at a time when they were at their most stretched. The public have been amazing too, offering refuge to those with nowhere to go, in a typically British mannor.
I would however, just like to mention the person, who decided to move the cones so they could drive down a closed road in Tenbury, promptly getting stranded in the middle. THEY CLOSE THE ROADS FOR A REASON! BECAUSE THEY ARE FLOODED! DO YOU THINK THEY JUST DO IT FOR A GIGGLE? At a time when the emerancy services were desperately needed elsewhere, they had to come and rescue you from a flooded road. You are a moron, and if it was up to me you would still be there now. Hopefully you have learned your lesson, you can't beat nature.
Anyway back to it, 2 by 2 please, no pushing...
It seems tonight that everything is slowly but surely starting to calm down, but there is still a long way to go. The emergancy services have done a fantastic job, at a time when they were at their most stretched. The public have been amazing too, offering refuge to those with nowhere to go, in a typically British mannor.
I would however, just like to mention the person, who decided to move the cones so they could drive down a closed road in Tenbury, promptly getting stranded in the middle. THEY CLOSE THE ROADS FOR A REASON! BECAUSE THEY ARE FLOODED! DO YOU THINK THEY JUST DO IT FOR A GIGGLE? At a time when the emerancy services were desperately needed elsewhere, they had to come and rescue you from a flooded road. You are a moron, and if it was up to me you would still be there now. Hopefully you have learned your lesson, you can't beat nature.
Anyway back to it, 2 by 2 please, no pushing...
Saturday 9 June 2007
My Holiday
I wasn't really going to write anything about my holiday, as there isn't really much to say. However, by special request (Lynsey), I have decided to include a short post. Mind you, as it is already over a week since we landed back on English soil, it is fast becomming a dim and distant memory.
On Friday the 25th May, we dragged ourselves out of our beds very early in the morning, in order to be on the road to Birmingham for about 6:30. We got to the airport in plenty of time, checked in and prepared ourselves for the long wait to get on the plane. The time went by fairly quickly though, and we were soon walking up those metal steps, and finding our seats. After a fairly uneventful flight, we landed in Marseille, with the temperature at around 32 degrees C, very nice too.
Now, a Taylor family holiday just wouldn't be the same if we didn't get lost, it wouldn't feel right. So lucky for us, guess what? Yep that's right, my dad didn't disappoint, and I think it was probably a new record. We had barely left the airport car park when we were already on the road to nowhere and the air was blue. After several frantic phone calls between our car and the car of our friends whom we were travelling with, we eventually pointed ourselves in the right direction, and after a journey which was twice the length it should have been, we eventually ended up at our villa, very tired and very hungry. Thanks to global domination, there was a McDonald's about half a mile down the road, so our eating dilemmas were solved.
The rest of the week went by without a hitch and it was time to come home again far too soon. We managed to get back to the airport with no problems whatsoever, much to my amazement, and were soon on the plane back to Birmingham - or so we thought - because it wasn't til we were sat on the plane, waiting to take off, that they decided to tell us that the flight had been diverted to Nottingham for reasons which I still am none the wiser about. Anyway, they provided busses back to Birmingham for us, and it only added about an hour and a half to our journey home, which in the grand scheme of things was not a big deal.
So that's it, another Taylor family holiday for the scrap book, bring on the next one.
On Friday the 25th May, we dragged ourselves out of our beds very early in the morning, in order to be on the road to Birmingham for about 6:30. We got to the airport in plenty of time, checked in and prepared ourselves for the long wait to get on the plane. The time went by fairly quickly though, and we were soon walking up those metal steps, and finding our seats. After a fairly uneventful flight, we landed in Marseille, with the temperature at around 32 degrees C, very nice too.
Now, a Taylor family holiday just wouldn't be the same if we didn't get lost, it wouldn't feel right. So lucky for us, guess what? Yep that's right, my dad didn't disappoint, and I think it was probably a new record. We had barely left the airport car park when we were already on the road to nowhere and the air was blue. After several frantic phone calls between our car and the car of our friends whom we were travelling with, we eventually pointed ourselves in the right direction, and after a journey which was twice the length it should have been, we eventually ended up at our villa, very tired and very hungry. Thanks to global domination, there was a McDonald's about half a mile down the road, so our eating dilemmas were solved.
The rest of the week went by without a hitch and it was time to come home again far too soon. We managed to get back to the airport with no problems whatsoever, much to my amazement, and were soon on the plane back to Birmingham - or so we thought - because it wasn't til we were sat on the plane, waiting to take off, that they decided to tell us that the flight had been diverted to Nottingham for reasons which I still am none the wiser about. Anyway, they provided busses back to Birmingham for us, and it only added about an hour and a half to our journey home, which in the grand scheme of things was not a big deal.
So that's it, another Taylor family holiday for the scrap book, bring on the next one.
Saturday 19 May 2007
Wake me up, when someone wins the cup
"I'm going to have a snooze, shout if someone scores." The words of my mother this afternoon, and she hadn't even had to sit through the first half.
Yes, this afternoon's FA cup final was probably one of the dullest games of the 2006/07 season and a real let down for what was supposed to be the beginning of a new era in Wembley history.
Last Saturday, we had sat down and watched the FA trophy final (supporting Kidderminster for the day), and what a game that was! Even though the result was disappointing for around 25,000 Kiddy Harriers fans (more than they'll see til their next trip to the capital), it was a storming game and it had it all. So it's fair to say I was quite expectent before today's encounter between the 2 best sides in English football. What a let down.
All I can say is this, aren't you all glad now that those 2 aren't also contesting the Champions League final on Wednesday? Because believe me, after today, they really will have absolutely nothing more left in them this season, and it would have been the biggest waste of air miles ever.
As it is, I shall be a Liverpool fan for the night on Wednesday. You may think that sounds obvious, however I do know people who will be supporting Milan. Not me though, I just can't do it, as far as I'm concerned, it's England v Italy, and it should be a cracker. Well it can't be much worse than today anyway.
Yes, this afternoon's FA cup final was probably one of the dullest games of the 2006/07 season and a real let down for what was supposed to be the beginning of a new era in Wembley history.
Last Saturday, we had sat down and watched the FA trophy final (supporting Kidderminster for the day), and what a game that was! Even though the result was disappointing for around 25,000 Kiddy Harriers fans (more than they'll see til their next trip to the capital), it was a storming game and it had it all. So it's fair to say I was quite expectent before today's encounter between the 2 best sides in English football. What a let down.
All I can say is this, aren't you all glad now that those 2 aren't also contesting the Champions League final on Wednesday? Because believe me, after today, they really will have absolutely nothing more left in them this season, and it would have been the biggest waste of air miles ever.
As it is, I shall be a Liverpool fan for the night on Wednesday. You may think that sounds obvious, however I do know people who will be supporting Milan. Not me though, I just can't do it, as far as I'm concerned, it's England v Italy, and it should be a cracker. Well it can't be much worse than today anyway.
Sunday 13 May 2007
Hello, good evening and welcome!
Well, here it is, my first attempt at so called "blogging", and it hasn't got off to the best start. I have already had to edit this post, because I managed to write absolutely nothing apart from the title in the first instance. But attempt number 2 seems to be going a little better (well so far anyway). So hopefully, I will get the hang of this thing and start writing something worth reading soon (although I wouldn't count on it).
That'll do for now then.
Cheers
That'll do for now then.
Cheers
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