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  1. I was always told that the north started at the end of the back alley.
  2. John / Craig please remove if inappropriate. I have 4 tickets to see the National tomorrow night in Manchester. I'm in France. Free to a good home (but it would be really nice if you dropped a few quid the way of Rugby League Cares). Send me a pm and I can email the tickets over.
  3. My father in law died last month. Dementia took many things from him, but the essence of the man was there until the end.
  4. I've just heard that Steve "Bear" Hall has died. A lovely man who did so much for RL and for Indigenous Australians. https://www.nswrl.com.au/news/2019/03/02/nswrl-steve-bear-hall-loses-cancer-battle/
  5. In the search for approbation from our fathers that many of us do, the closest I got was sourcing a copy of Previn's Berlioz Requiem, long before it was readily available. My dad had previously written to him asking for a recording and received a hand written reply. My dad was not one to be star struck, but Previn for him was a mighty conductor.
  6. I'm off to see She Drew the Gun in Oxford at the beginning of March. I'm then booked in for the National in Manchester in July. Hoping there is seating available otherwise I'm going to have to take my shooting stick.
  7. Dear Diary I am 52 years old and am sharing a house with my mother in law. No this is not the beginning of one of the readers' letters in male interest magzines from the early 1980s. Sausage business in France gone to pot as a result of: my ongoing health issues; the decimation of my customer base as a result of Brexit; and most importantly the deterioration in the well being of my in laws. Today was a particularly special day. In the morning I joined in as a member of the care home choir for the Christmas carol service. My father in law bellowed, crooned, occasionally just sang, for all of the 9 songs that we performed. Dementia really brings out the musician in him. He loved it. Mince pies and a glass of sherry afterwards meant that he was part drunk and part happy on his return to his secure accommodation. As usual I had a little weep through the singing of Can't help falling in love. My mother in law meanwhile, fresh from buying yet another umbrella (up to a RL satisfying 13 now hanging on the back of the door), had also invested in the 5th radio required by any kitchen. I'm trying to break it to my wife that her mum is following her dad in terms of mental deterioration. This evening I have been to my brother in law's Christmas party as part of the autism group which looks after him. What a lot of food, dancing and general jollity. The fella who was with me b in l has worked with him now, probably two days a week, for the last 22 years. Humbling, tear jerking, watching people be empowered, and also watching in my pa in laws personal power diminishing by the day. Not necessarily the turning in life I expected to take, but it ain't half interesting..... …..thank God there is a pub just round the corner!
  8. Barend Britz, rugby union player and Perpignan bar owner. Many of you who have visited the Catalan Dragons may well have ended up in his bar. A great raconteur. https://www.rugbypass.com/news/former-lions-and-bulls-lock-beaten-to-death-in-france/
  9. My good late friend Klaus told an expenses story... On an overseas trip to somewhere very sunny he invested in a sunhat. On returning to the UK he submitted an expenses claim which alongside the usual hotels, taxis and meals, included one sunhat - bonce for the protection of. His manager rejected the claim saying that this was not a legitimate expense. Undeterred, at the next expenses run, Klaus once again claimed for the sunhat with a further explanation of why it had been necessary. Again it was rejected, this time with a little more vehemence from the manager. The following month Klaus again submitted his expenses, this time in person. "Thank you Klaus" said the manager, "and I hope I don't see that bloody sunhat in there again". "Don't worry" said Klaus, "you won't see the sunhat, but it is there."
  10. Paul Sherwen, cyclist and commentator https://www.theguardian.com/sport/2018/dec/02/paul-sherwen-broadcaster-cyclist-dies-aged-62
  11. The times they are a changing. I have been with a group of 43 Australians for three days now and I have yet to be called Timmy. Disappointed.
  12. Conway Savage, Bad Seed https://www.theguardian.com/music/2018/sep/03/conway-savage-nick-cave-and-the-bad-seeds-pianist-dies-age-58
  13. Those from not this neck of the woods. In in the south west of France you eat a chocolatine. In the rest of the country you eat a pain au chocolat. A Gallic version of the perennial barm cake / bap / bread roll or how to pronounce scone debates.
  14. Back in 1995 I won the Sportsnight competition for a weekend package for the World Cup Final. Posh tickets in the dining bit of Wembley, first class travel, a hotel with food thrown in, and a couple of signed jumpers. Me and my lass got a bit puddled, but nowhere near as drunk as the Australian team who were staying in the same hotel. I remember the tour manager the next morning counting out a wad of cash to the irate hotel boss to pay for damages. I also remember the lift doors opening and half the team falling, sprawled across the floor. Four or five years ago I also won £1000 on the Warrington RLFC lottery. Got me out of a bit of problems with the bank at the time!
  15. Really? https://www.ffr13.fr/actualite-a-la-une/lequipe-u16-pour-affronter-langleterre-devoilee/ That bloke on the right must be a ringer.
  16. Buses here in the south of France are fab. I can go from Quillan, which is my nearest town of any substance, to Perpignan or Carcassonne for one euro. Air con, wifi, someone who hasn't stood too close to the deoderant, all thrown in.
  17. NIght buses down in that there London back in the 80's? I'm astonished I still don't smell of sick.
  18. As the forum's resident expert on matters sartorial, I would say he is already ahead of the RFL acting CEO who managed to turn up at a meeting in France dressed as an extra from It Ain't Half Hot Mum. http://www.to13.com/championship-jusqua-2011/le-to-recoit-la-rfl-au-sujet-de-son-avenir/
  19. I was given a bottle of Chivas Regal 18 by some nice Hong Kong people that I helped out in Paris a couple of years ago. In a fit of charitable benevolence I donated it to the local SPA dogs home event near Carcassonne the other week. They ran a no lose tombola and some bloke walked up, paid 2 euros for his ticket, and swiftly headed off with fifty odd quids of hooch. The Whisky Gods being as they are, my big brother appeared the following week with a bottle of Quarter Cask Laphroaig. Sod the dogs, this is going tummywards.
  20. I don't wear formal shirts very often anymore. However, used to always buy non iron shirts from M&S. Never once ironed them. Either drip dry or a quick whizz round in the tumble dryer. Always looked the very epitome of swish. Mind you, my colleagues always used to say that I got dressed in the dark.
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