At primary school I was standing at the teacher's desk being berated for producing some sub standard work. As I turned to return to my desk he said 'pull your socks up, boy', so I bent down and pulled them up. I couldn't understand why this made him angry as I had obeyed his request.
Born in Shoreham (not Southlands- it was full at the time) and lived in the same road in Southwick for all but 11 of my 77 years. (Those 11 were in Shoreham when I first married). Father not interested in football, apart from doing pools, but mother, being a Scot was very keen. Always followed...
Peter Ward once accidentally stood on my foot in the crowded bar of the Amsterdam Pub in Shoreham as I squeezed past him. I believe it was his 'local' as he only lived around the corner at the time.
I have a supply of 10 different liqueurs lined up which I drink after my Sunday roast. To choose which one to have I check the time, so 1.35 will take no 9, or 1.36 will be no 1. Saves me having to make a decision.
As for counting, I count the number of tiles on the bathroom floor every morning...
Went in for an ear operation (tympanoplasty -skin graft on eardrum) when I was 18, but after shaving my hair around ear, sent me home again because their boiler had burst! Eventually had op there about 6 months later. Had good view of cemetery from ward window.
I've made similar comments watching him for U21s. Always seems to kick long to no one in particular. His attempts at shorter passes out seem to go astray as well.
Driving down the A24 today near Dial Post a skein of geese in a lovely V formation flew over. Never seen this in Sussex before. (Probably always in the wrong place). I assume they were heading for one of the lakes at Knepp.
That brings back memories. First cinema I took my girlfriend to (long since my wife) back in 1962. The film on was 'The Young Ones' with Cliff Richard (although I don't remember how much we saw in the back row!
On a smaller scale, some long tailed tits have moved into my area (Southwick) and have seen them in my garden for the first time after over 40 years in residence. Had seen them in the past at my daughter's house in Shoreham though.
Received a call yesterday purporting to be from Virgin to tell me my broadband had a fault. (A fairly common scam). Played along for a while as I had time on my hands, but when phone went dead briefly, I hung up. They quickly rang back to find out why I had terminated the call. Thing was the...
There ain't no beer like Sussex beer,
From Washington to Friston,
And there ain't no gals like Sussex gals,
You'd know it if you'd kissed un.
(Attributed to a Brighton Intermediate School teacher in the 1930s, as told to me by my father, who was a pupil there)
And so to all the succession speculation threads. Lets hope the new man can encourage the players to attack more speedily. Bye Roberto, been nice knowing you.