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Sutton 1 Havant and Waterlooville 1


I do try and be positive about football particularly as it costs good money to get in, in fact this game cost 12£ to get in ( only 2£ for children), 2.50£ for a programme ( not really worth it, full of adverts and little real information or news) and 3£ for a burger. But this really was one of the worst football games that I have seen for some while. Let me try and itemise my grief:

  1. Many/most of the players did  not look fully fit. Some looked considerably unfit and overweight.
  2. The style of both teams was kick and run, followed by kick and dont bother to run. There were significant areas of the pitch that were unused all game
  3. Both goals were of a shabby kind. The own goal scored by Sutton was patently ridiculous. The keeper could and should ( and maybe did) call for the ball, instead the centre half seemingly made a decent finish in his own net. The sutton goal was kind of ridiculous. The ball ricocheted around in the box, hitting random players and the posts and eventually somehow went in.
  4. Neither team tried to play football as I know it

In fact this game was one of the most dire games I have seen for many years. Even at this early stage of the season I can confidently predict that both these teams will be at the wrong end of the table.

On the positive side though, this is a great little ground to watch football in but it does help if you a Sat Nav to help you meander your way to the toilets. They are complex to find. Worth a visit, but maybe on a different day. I will come back later this season and see whats changed.

Clarke Masters, Havant goalkeeper. Ex Brentford

Sutton Goalkeeper

Missed the ball

 

Windsor Football club


In the midst of madness there still exists some sanity. Windsor are a small club that arose from the ashes of Windosr and Eton who became bancrupt, defunct, whatever you wish to call it, a few years ago. They had a humble existence in the leagues maybe three levels below the football league. Crowds were maybe 200.  They reformed and now play in the combined counties league, and were/are strongly tipped for promotion, at least until last saturday. The chairman , a man called Keith Stott decided immediately to withdraw the entire playing budget. This makes great sense. non-league football would be so much more attractive without elegant sponsors crawling in, donating crazy sume of money to small sides, then whe their business goes wrong or they lose interest, the club folds. Plenty of example of this.

I have only been to their ground once a few years ago and saw a cup tie there. I recall a nice small ground and decent burgers, the ground sits next to windsor Great Park. Lets hope this trend continues. Many/most non-league clubs have crowds less than 200. This effectively means gate money around £1500 every fortnight. This does and should fund a club. If there is none left for “wages” then thats the right decision. Truro football club will be the next to fold, and guess what happened there.

 

This below is copied from their website. Spread the news

 

Windsor F.C. Refocuses on Stag Meadow Regeneration & Self-Sustainability

Windsor F.C. today launched a new initiative to reinvigorate its primary objective of creating a self-sustaining Football Club and Community Stadium at Stag Meadow. The campaign which will be run under the following theme…

Inspiring the next 50 years of footballers!… was inspired by Founding Director Kevin Stott’s personal experience of the London 2012 Olympic Games. He said, ‘I was lucky enough to attend 2 Gold Medal winning events by Team GB. What struck me most of all was not just the performances, but the importance of creating a legacy from the games by, as the organisers put it, ‘Inspiring the next generation of athletes.’ As I drove home I realised that as a club we had lost our way a bit and where in danger of becoming a little too focused on the first team at the expense of our primary objective of creating a self- sustaining football club. This will not only allow us to inspire the next generation but the next 50 years of footballers in Windsor and the surrounding area.’

There are now 36 teams playing under the Windsor F.C. badge from the age of 6 upwards and the Stag Meadow regeneration plan could see all of them playing at Stag Meadow with the intelligent installation and utilisation of the latest artificial playing surfaces.

Stott continued; ‘As you may recall when we started the new club last season, we set a competitive first team budget on the back of a business plan that showed self-sustaining income streams being generated by October last year through the installation and hiring out of artificial 3G Pitches. Despite everyone’s best efforts we still have some way to go before we can realistically expect these pitches and income streams to be in place…

… I committed to fund the new club’s start-up costs and playing budget for the first season only because we were determined not to re-create a club reliant on a ‘benefactor’ for its future. Whilst we have made good progress in terms of the plans for the regeneration of Stag Meadow, it’s proved much more time consuming that we at first thought and the club is still someway away from being able to comfortably support a progressive self-sustaining playing budget.

We have taken the view that our management and financial resources would be best spent at this time on the regeneration of the Stag Meadow in order to create the self-sustaining income streams. Once this is achieved and our legacy is in place we can then revisit the plan to create a flagship first team that will also help inspire the footballers of the future.

In light of the above and after much discussion and no little heartache we have taken the decision to withdraw the footballing budget for the remainder of the season. I had a meeting with the players after Saturday’s game to explain the situation and it’s now up to them if they decide to stay or go. If they stay, they stay we our blessing – if they go they go with our blessing. In any event they have committed to fulfil next Saturday’s F.A. Cup tie against Didcot Town.

I’ve also spoken with Keith (Scott) who has decided that next Saturday will be his last game in charge. I would like to go on record to thank Keith and Jim (Melvin) for their contribution to date. It was no mean feat to achieve the runners up spot in the Combined Counties League Premier Division during our first season as a club.’

The Club has already started the process of recruiting a new Manager who will take charge of his first game at Stag Meadow on Monday 10th September against Egham Town kick off 7.45 pm.

The Exeter University Heroes who cycled 4500 kms for charity. Worth your support? Real heroes


Thirteen Exeter university students have given up a summer vacation to cycle from london to Istanbul for Help for Heroes, a charity that supports wounded soldiers. Today they arrived back at Heathrow to what can only be described as a heroes welcome by their families and friends. Terminal 5 might not have seen such a noise for some while. they have cycled 4500 kms and really deserve our admiration.

 

This is what I wrote a month ago.

 

A week ago on 26th July 13 students from the University of Exeter commenced a 4500km cycle to Istanbul. Why? To support Help for Heroes. Many of these students had just completed their degree and graduated 2 weeks before. Somehow they found time to train,organise and generally prepare for this strenous trip. Aside from the obvious physical aspects there were numerous other planning aspects to consider. For example how to spend as little as possible on the trip, as this would reduce the sponsorship amounts for the charity. So, they spend most nights in tents and some nights in cheap hostels. The van they were donated is not of the Formula 1 category and rather like a beached whale is not deemed well enough to migrate the Alps, so will go around and meet the cyclists on the other side. To date they have reached Lyons and are having a well deserved rest day. My son Charles Bushe texted that he had spent a good day but things like washing needed to be done. They will have finished and be back in UK on September 8th. They deserve as much support as is possible. Even if you can only donate £1 then please do so and also importantly please pass on this message so that others can donate.

They are all good folks and already it is clear that they have bonded well together and are supporting each other when needed. For example the first day of their cycle down to Folkestone the temperature was well into the 30′s C, and there were obvious heat problems. A couple of them have had minor injuries such as a fall and tendonitis but they all keep going.

The links are below.

http://www.justgiving.com/Charles-Bushe

Charles bushe

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Entry to Year 7


Isn’t it strange how a child goes to school from a young age, often 4 years, and each year they go up a class, sometimes with a new teacher. But then comes the “end” of that school, it happens to be called primary. Around 6 weeks later they start ” secondary or senior” school, and all hell breaks loose. Parents become worried about this entrance to a big school, new uniform, new ways of doing homework and often new ways of getting to school. For many it is the start of independence with a school bus or public transport. Indeed this scenario is what has greeted many children in the boroughs of Sutton and Kingston this week.

The reality is the children are worried for about 2 days before. They worry about the new teacher, the new locker, where the toilets are and if their friends still like them. Suddenly it is all over and the normality of school kicks in. That is exactly what has happened this week.

A little bit of praise though. Nonsuch school in Cheam has been exceptional in its planning and organisation from the original acceptances of places through to selling uniform. Praise also to the X26 bus which transports children in record time at no cost with the precious oyster cards. School is truly back.

Would the Redcurrant plant please start talking to the courgette plant?


Planting things in the garden is always an interesting thing to do. Some things survive, some dont, and one never knows exactly why. For the last few years we have had an everlasting strawberry plant that has lived outside through some quite tough winters and each year produces fruit. About two months ago a courgette plant came home from school with the 11-year old who had taken a fancy to gardening club there each thursday. the plant was duly planted in the only free space in a sort of light the touchpaper and stand back. I have no idea what courgette plants like. In fact this plant has been producing whole crops of courgettes, maybe 10-15 separate items already and shows no signs of stopping. The leaves are truly massive and I would caution against having more than one plant. anyway courgettes have been harvested and eaten. Delicious . Now for the potatoes. They are due soon from the everlasting black bin bag filled with soil. The redcurrant plant seems to have retired for the winter with a total produce of one small bunch of redcurrants. Maybe it can have a word with the courgette plant when I am not looking?

Courgettes

Courgettes

West End Stage. Great opportunity for children


Before you wonder this is not an advert. The 11 year old has spent a week in each of the last three years doing acting/drama/singing/combat lessons at the guildhall near Barbican in London, then they all have a performance at Her Majesty’s theatre in Haymarket on a sunday evening. The quality of the teaching is superb. Just wanted to mention this. Not especially cheap but not a rip off either.

What a bad day in Cayman looks like!


No sign of wind nor rain nor hurricane Issac this morning.

This is what a bad day on Grand Cayman looks like

Bad day in Cayman

Grand Cayman Turtle Farm. The debate – a great place to go and no-one forces turtle burgers to be eaten


There is an inherent danger in listening to people. People have differing and sometimes odd views on any topic. Our plan to go to the Turtle farm was challenged when we heard rumours that visitors were almost forcibly encouraged to eat Turtle burgers ( they are on the menu here), that there was rampant cruelty to turtles and that it would cost 50$ each ( presumably in Cayman Dollars, so US Dollars 60$).

Over a large and some might say excessive breakfast, we decided to go as we have the hire car ( and they are not cheap) and we would take a chance. We were right. The turtle farm is a great place to go. No-one cared if we went anywhere near a restaurant there, the total price for 2 adults and a child was 92$ US ( and that trust me is cheap for Cayman Islands and is about the cost to watch a Brentford home game) and we saw nothing to worry us at all regarding turtle management. What we did see however was amazing.

A huge lagoon with depths and shallows was nicely set up with various land areas to allow swimmers, with snorkels and masks ( free by the way) to swim around if we wished from 11 am to 2.30pm. One swims with turtles and loads of fish. The turtles swim close to you. My worrying finding was that turtles swim faster than me. So my chances for Rio Olympics have gone, but maybe those for the turtles remains. This was the best 2 and1/2 hours of my holiday. Then there were education centres, pools where the turtles could be watched and handled.

Lastly if you plan to go this is the only place on Grand Cayman that asks for Photo ID when using a credit card. An unusual but occasional occurrence abroad. For some unspecified reason using an American Express card gave a 20% discount. So a positive plug for Amex

Turtles

More turtles

Grand Cayman. Heaven on Earth


Never having been here before my expectations were high but I have been astounded by the beauty of this island. If one thinks of an Island paradise this is exactly what you will find here. The downsides? No football. No sign of Cayman United. And the price of food is amazingly high. Not far off double UK pieces. That aside it is beautiful. The beaches are pristine white, the sea is clean and clear. The people friendly. Many maybe even most people here either dive or have some dive related job. The recent debate has been whether to introduce tax to salaries. There was some proposal to tax salaries 30%, this was then ground down to 10% and then abolished! So no tax. Temperature. Easy 31 deg daytime and 27 deg at night. Bit of rain some maybe even most days.

The best part for me though is swimming to a sort of huge rig about 50 yards off shore and sitting effectively in the middle of the Caribbean sea. Fish swim everywhere. On morning walks along the beach ( that we voluntarily get up for around 6.45am) there are Needlefish swimming about 3-4 metres out to sea, they catch tiny little fish in one sweeping movement. Large shoals of Bermuda Chubb swim around and hope for feeding. There is one huge Mutton Snapper ( called Toby or Bob. Depending upon who you talk to) with a mouth wider than most fish. No jellyfish, as yet. This is a lovely place.

Eating at night is a joy with so many places to choose from. Rackhams by the waterfront in George Town has to be the best! Sunset at Royal Palms comes in second. Third place is a tie at the moment. Best beers? Close thing. Caybrew is great as is Coors light but maybe Whitetip is winning just now. Rackhams however wins for the best burger on earth!

Seven Mile Beach

Sunset at 6.45 pm. Royal Palms Beachfront. Seven mile beach

My home for 2 weeks. 50 metres out to sea. Marriott Grand Cayman

Seven mile beach. Just before sunset.

 

 

 

The Olympic Two Weeks have to go down as one of life’s great events. No exagerration


Having been in korea for the first 3 days of the olympics and hence being the only person on this planet who never saw the opening ceremony, I was looking forward to see ing the olympics in a casual and moderately interested way. The trip however to the olympic stadium, seeing the excitement , the gamesmakers smiling at people they did not know, the thousands of happy souls wandering around, changed it all. We felt part of it and not just a specatator. It was also the day that I fell in love with women’s hockey. Not just because it was Team GB playing but because the game itself was so devoid of all the nonsense that surrounds football. It was fast, no time-wasting, no cynical fouls, little dissent, when balls went out they were replaced immediately and in each 35 minutes one got just that 35 minutes . The crowd also were supporting,enjoying, with none of that alcoholic swagger and swearing. Watching on TV then became de rigeur and the Equestrian jumping event was the second huge surprise. Greenwich Park was a natural venue where the towers of the city contrasted with the victorian buildings. The light that day was also amzing with the sky as dark as night.

I have loved every minute of the olympics. The closing ceremony must go down as one of the most magical and enchanting events ever. A spectacle that had to be seen to be believed.

The joy of winning

ghosts in the goal

A swing

The Riverbank Stadium

 

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