Sidi Fidi Gold

I've just got round to watching Adolescence, I though it was excellent, I particularly enjoyed part 3 which involved just the boy and the psychologist. On another note, I was pleasantly surprised to see that it was filmed in South Elmsall and South Kirkby with the school scene being filmed in Minsthorpe College.

I went back down to the swamps this morning and managed to see a Skylark, I got a really good view too. I thought I heard one the other day but it was way off in the distance, so couldn't be 100% sure. Also to add to the list from the other day was Goldfinch, Chaffinch, Chiffchaff and Pheasant.

Thanks for that, I only intended to post about seeing a Little Egret but ended up rambling on a bit,

Could well be.

I went for a walk this morning, to somewhere known to me and my mates when we were kids as " the swamps" its basically a strip of marshy land between 2 becks, which in itself lies smack in the middle of some farmland. When we were kids, we were regularly chased off by the farmer, he once came marching down the field, towards us, shot gun under one arm and 2 Alsatians straining at the lead in the other, I've never been as scared in my life, I ran as though my life depended on, for all I knew he'd let the dogs loose, I didn't look back to find out, believe me, a few years later when the House Martins released " Me and the Farmer" it really did resonate with me. Anyway back on topic, anybody that knows Fev, there's a dirt track that goes from the top of Nuns Lane to the back of Purston Park, halfway down this dirt track, there's a " public right of way" which takes you straight across the farmers field down to Went Beck, from there, there's 3 small wooden foot bridges that takes you across the beck and the boggiest parts of the marsh and onto a footpath which runs parallel to a small wooded area about 20mtr wide by about 150mtr long. So I went on this walk and took my binoculars to see if I could see anything, I saw Blue, Great and Long Tailed Ts, I saw Wren, Blackbird, Jackdaw, Crow and Wood Pigeon, I saw a Buzzard and Red Kite which we tend to see a lot more locally nowadays, last but not least I saw a Little Egret, this is the first one I've ever seen locally, so well worth the trip. The last time I would have visited this place would have been 1981 when I was 11 or 12 and you would see Reed Buntings, Yellowhammers, Skylarks, Meadow Pipits and Reed Warblers, I saw non of these this time, obviously Reed Warbler's won't have arrived yet and it may be a few weeks early to hear any of the others singing yet. Anyway I'm certainly going to visit again over the coming weeks, maybe this week again, I will keep you informed on any developments. P.S at 55 years old, if the farmer comes with his dogs, I don't fancy my chances much.

Despite being a top 5 show globally for Disney, they have not committed to another series, and will not until the next series has aired, I don't know if this is what Disney do but it does seem a bit strange. If Disney do pull out, I'm sure the BBC will find more partners, the budget might be less but I'd be happy if it looked the way it did under Chibnall and Moffatt series 8.9 and 10. Last year on the Graham Norton, Ncuti said that filming for the next series would be starting about now but RTD rubbished this, Ncuti's an actor and he can't keep turning work down while waiting for the next series to get the go ahead so I wouldn't be surprised if he has left. Anyway john, I'm like you, the trailer looks good and I'm really looking forward to the upcoming series.

With the exception of Manchester City, its the most exciting/interesting last 8 for years, no doubt City will win it though, although its the most vulnerable City have been for years.

The 28 day catch up figures saw both Wallace and Gromit and Gavin and Stacey surpass 20 million viewers. Wallace and Gromit 21.6 million Gavin and Stacey 20.9 million Apparently nobody watches the BBC anymore.

Are you talking about taking your 11+ where those that failed went to Fev High, if so that was before my time but my elder sister took it and passed it, she went to Ponte Girls High(Now Ponte College).

Really , in Fev , did you go to St Wilfs ? Me, not being the brightest, went to George Street and Fev High and League was the only code of rugby we played.

It was Girnhill Lane, we had one male teacher, he was Canadian, he would sometimes take us up to the park for rugby, he only knew the rules for union though, so the kids had to teach him league. The female smoker took us for football, she would ref the game and also bark orders out such as " get stuck in" and " don't just stand there, tackle him" she was also quick to dish out the praise though, for a good pass or tackle. With her smoking her cigarette I think she thought she was Cesar Monetti.

My first school was from 5 years old till 9, in the playground a couple of boys or girls would put their arms round each others shoulders and chant "who's playing at(insert name of game), then some one else would join, then another till there was a long line of kids, by this time the bell would ring and there wouldn't be time to play anything. I vividly remember watching The Italian Job one Sunday, the next day at school we acted out the scenes, everybody wanted to be a Mini, one boy, who was quite large, to politely put it, had to be the bus. In 1977, when I was 8, we celebrated the Queens silver Jubilee, we put on all sorts of activities and it was an open day for parents, one girl dressed up as the Queen, one boy dressed up as Prince Phillip and the coronation was acted out, but their was all sorts going on, myself and about 9 other boys didn't volunteer for anything so one teacher lined us up and said " since your not volunteering, I'm going to volunteer you for something" she then pointed at me and 3 other boys and said "you, you, you and you, you're all in the choir, off you go" the rest of the boys cracked out laughing, the teacher then looked at these boys and said "the rest of you, you're Morris dancing" I used to hate football, for PE, the teacher used to take us up to Purston Park to play football, on a full sized pitch with goal posts, I was about 7 at the time, it wasn't quite like the scene from Kes but you'd get kids standing on the goal line talking to the keeper, if you didn't appear to be trying the teacher would tell you off, because of this I tried to get involved early in the game, make a couple of tackles, kick the ball if it came near me, the teacher would leave you alone then, one game I tried to get involved early, we only been playing about a couple of couple of minutes, the ball came near me so I kicked it as hard as I could, what I didn't realise was, I was in the opposition penalty area, I can still hear the sound as the ball hit the inside of the post and went in goal, all my team mates jumped on me, it was the best feeling ever, from that moment I was hooked on football, my mam bought me some football boots, a football kit, I started watching Match of the Day, and started buying Shoot magazine. Another teacher we had, used to smoke in class, she used a cigarette holder, she'd sit there, legs crossed ,head up, smoking away, she looked like some 1940s movie star, at break time, she'd send kids to the shop to buy her cigs "its ok, just tell the shop keeper I sent you" she'd say.

I was born in the late 1960s so I can remember the 70s, having an older brother and sister, the early musical back ground to my life consisted of David Cassidy, David Essex, Donny Osmond/Osmond's, Bay City Rollers, Sweet, Slade, Wizzard, T Rex, David Bowie. I didn't identify with my own music until the late 70s, particularly with Blondie then The Jam, then all the 2 Tone stuff, I didn't get into 70s punk until I was about 14. Children's TV was good, other shows I used to watch were Doctor Who, 6 million Dollar Man, Incredible Hulk, Starsky and Hutch and The Professionals, Comics I used to get were The Fantastic Four and Shoot, school was good, I had plenty of friends, quite a few I still have today. Overall the 70s were great with a few exceptions such as Almost getting your head kicked in every time you went on a rival estate unescorted. Being chased by the farmer and having him set is dogs on us. Being attacked by a Sausage dog. Being attacked by a ghost. Onto the 80s,once again school was great, I started noticing girls around about 1980/81, had my first experience with girls about 1983 and all the back ground music that goes with that. Mid to late 80s was when I stared clubbing, that lasted until the early 90s. Up to this point the majority of my life was largely stress free, then came mortgages, bills, marriage, bills, kids, bills, bills, bills, Grand kids and more bills. I've just realised, I haven't answered the question from the OP and I don't think I can.

His lackies ! he's got Dave Brailsford, what could possibly go wrong, apart from jiffy bags being delivered to the training ground.

Someday everyone has to Face the Raven.