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Lawyers, Doctors & Architects

06 Thursday Feb 2014

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Adam Marsh, Corinthian, Culverden, Kentish town of Tunbridge Wells, Royal Tunbridge Wells, Southern Counties East League, Sussex County League, Tunbridge, Tunbridge Wells

Tuesday 4th February 2014 ko 19.45

Southern Counties East League

TUNBRIDGE WELLS 2 (Davey 37 Parsons 42)

CORINTHIAN 4 (Wilson 21p Ascheri 64 Gayle 73 Marsh 76)

Att 146

Entry £6

Programme £1.50

I’m beginning to think that the Kentish town of Tunbridge Wells has something of an image problem. You tend to think of the place as being the epitome of a brand of blue-rinse conservatism that manifests itself in the form of an acerbic letter to the newspaper signed by “Disgusted of Tunbridge Wells.”

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Shooting Practice

30 Thursday Jan 2014

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bus, Centenary Stadium, FA Trophy, Hibernians, Jeremiah Ani, Kooh Sohana, Malta, National Stadium, Pieta Hotspurs, Raphael Kooh Sohana, Ta Qali, U Bet Trophy

Wednesday 22nd January 2014 ko 18.00

Malta FA Trophy 4th Round

HIBERNIANS 0

PIETA HOTSPURS 1 (Kooh Sohana 82)

Att c150

At Centenary Stadium, Ta’ Qali

Entry €6 (both games)

No Programme

Teamsheet FREE

Kinnie €1.50

Popcorn €2.00

Our last full day in Malta allowed a visit to one of the islands most famous sites, Fort Rinella, on the eastern side of the Grand Harbour, over the water from Valletta. The number 3 bus made its way past Vapur for Hibernians’ ground, then past the former Naval Prison and Kalkara before terminating outside the main gate. Continue reading →

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The Castle

22 Monday Jul 2013

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Challenge Cup, Dean Fyfe, East of Scotland League, east stirlingshire, Juniors, Lowland League, Meadow Park, Playoff, Preliminary Road, Ramsden's Cup, Scotland, Scottish League, South of Scotland League, Spartans, Threave Rovers

Saturday 20th July 2013 ko 15.00

Scottish Challenge Cup Preliminary Round 2nd Leg

THREAVE ROVERS 1 (Fyfe 74)

THE SPARTANS 0

The Spartans won 4-3 on aggregate

Att 258

Entry £4

Programme £1

There’s signs of life in the lower reaches of the Scottish game for this season. There’s never been a functioning pyramid below Division 3, in the north if a club wins the Highland League there’s no way up, and in the south there’s the East of Scotland and South of Scotland Leagues, the former far stronger. And parallel to it all are the Juniors, ploughing their own furrow, a few only meeting their nominally senior compatriots in the Scottish Cup. The clubs at the bottom of Division 3 simply have carried on being uncompetitive knowing that there’s no automatic means of their removal.

For this season though, Continue reading →

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Quintessentially English

16 Tuesday Jul 2013

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aunt sally, Fete, Ickford, Oxfordshire, Tiddington, tug of war, Village

Sunday 14th July 2013

Tiddington Fete, Oxfordshire

Is there anything more English than the village fete? The stalls selling their wares on the village green, the Pims, beer and tea, with the games to win a small prize. It had been decades since my last fete. That had been organised my local Catholic Church, and since my Scout troop used the church hall, I with the other Scouts manned the throw a wet sponge at the Scoutmaster stall. That fete in my eyes was notable for a bloke greeting Parish Priest with a cheery but slightly inappropriate,

“Well hello vicar, how the devil are you?!”

Tiddington is one of those pretty little villages destined to be driven though but not often stopped at. If you live in the south of England chances are you’ve been close by as the M40 runs about half a mile south, and the A418 runs from Oxford to Thame through the village.

Despite the passing traffic the village hasn’t been immune to the ravages of time. The railway station closed in 1963, a victim of the Beeching axe, and the local pub, The Fox became an Indian restaurant, but that’s now closed and the villagers are hoping to buy back the pub and run it as a co-operative. For more than 50 years an annual tug-of-war with the neighbouring Buckinghamshire village of Ickford has been held each summer across the River Thame (not to be confused with the Thames), which forms the boundary between both the two parishes and counties.

I walked around, and took in my surroundings. I listened for the accents; around these parts you may only be 5 miles out of Oxford, but the voices are very different. In Oxford itself there are two accents, the famous drawl of the academics called Oxford Gown, and the locals’ accent which is more estuary, Oxford Town, influenced by London to the east. Once outside you hear Oxford agricultural, the burr a result of the woollen industry to the west.

I loved eating an ice cream whilst listening to the Silver Band, and bought two books for a measly 75p from the book stall. I watched the games on offer, all seeming to be based around the skill of aim, including the pub game of Aunt Sally that you only see in Oxfordshire.

It was all rather too warm, so I retreated to the Village Hall for a drink, but got dragged out once again for a Tiddington village tradition, egg throwing! I didn’t win, but then I was just pleased that neither my partner or I got egg on our faces, both literally or figuratively! I’d like to thank Kim for taking the last two pictures, one of which I couldn’t have possibly taken!





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Johnson Rag

03 Wednesday Jul 2013

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aviation, fighting soldier, Fire Service, Glenn Miller, NAAFI, nissen huts, RAF, Twinwood, world war ii

Sunday 30th June 2013

Twinwood Airfield near Bedford

Entry £4

At the risk of a bad pun this place wasn’t on my radar, but Dad’s a proud member of the National Service (RAF) Association, and they organised a day out here. My job was to drive, and plug the postcode into the satnav.

Being ex-forces, and therefore organised, the trip included lunch at the RAFA club in Bedford before a cavalcade of cars made the short trip via the village of Clapham ( a point learned- I thought the only Clapham was in London!) to the airfield.

The base was RAF Twinwood during World War II and is best known for being the airfield where in 1944 Glenn Miller boarded a Norseman aircraft, bound for France, and was never seen again. It seems slightly odd that a museum to him is in the control tower, the last place anyone saw him, but it is a fascinating insight to the time and to a man who, at least initially many thought of as a coward, until it was proven that his concerts were so valuable to morale, it more than outweighed any potential use he would have been as a fighting soldier.

That however isn’t all that’s on offer; there’s more museums on the site, based around the time of the Second World War, including a reconstruction of a WAAF’s hut. That caused a few smirks amongst the veterans,

“We’d have never got away with the stove like this!”

“My blankets were better folded…” and so on.

For those of us with no memory of that time the Summer of 44 museum is a wonderful collection of the mundane, the scales, the pots and pans, and the posters of the time. On their own these things mean nothing, together and in context they offer a viewpoint to the past.

There’s also the only Wartime Fire Service museum in the UK here,  it takes the form of a 1940’s utility station inside one of the Nissen huts, and comes complete with fire truck!

A poignant section is the museum dedicated to aircraft recovery. You see the bent propellers and twisted engine parts, but what stops you in your tracks is the little photo of the pilot and crew with their ages. Few seemed to be over 25, it was something to reflect upon over a mug of tea in the NAAFI.

For me, as is the case with a lot of what I do, its the little things that resonate most with me. Be it the book on 300 ways to cook an egg, or the ARP warden’s hat, these are the things that with a little imagination put you right in the position of those people less than a century ago. That included the black edged postcard sent to inform a wife than in fact she was now a widow. That reminded me that in any war people on both sides suffer, and I have too many German friends to look at it any other way.

http://www.twinwoodairfield.co.uk/







A Distant Ship Smoke On The Horizon

07 Tuesday May 2013

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FA Vase, final, Gavin Cogdon, Josh Stanford, Keith Graydon, Spennymoor Town, Tunbridge Wells, Wembley Stadium

Saturday 4th May 2013 ko 15.00

FA Vase Final

SPENNYMOOR TOWN 2 (Cogdon 18 Graydon 80)

TUNBRIDGE WELLS 1 (Stanford 78)

Att 16,751 at Wembley Stadium

Entry- Complementary

Programme £4

Team sheet Comp

For a while I’ve applied an acid test to all newly constructed stadia, called the, “Dad Test,” and its simple, can my 77-year-old father use it? He’s not particularly fleet of foot these days so long flights of stairs, and standing for long periods are a no-no. With the rebuilt Wembley having virtually no parking and public transport being actively “encouraged” the ground looked a bit of non-starter for him. Continue reading →

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Breweriana

07 Sunday Apr 2013

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Barton Town Old Boys, Bass, Breweries, Chris Berezai, Coors, John Smiths, Northern Counties East Groundhop, northern counties east league, Sam Smiths, Sports, Tadcaster Albion

Saturday 30th March 2013 ko 19.30

Northern Counties East Premier Division

TADCASTER ALBION 5 (Taylor 39 65 Rice 78 Winn 84og Youldon 88) Jeff missed penalty 2, Ward sent off (violent conduct) 61

BARTON TOWN OLD BOYS 1 (Dexter 20)

Att 288

Entry £5

Programme £1

The North Yorkshire town of Tadcaster was founded by the Romans, who named it Calcaria from the Latin word for lime, reflecting the importance of the area’s limestone geology as a natural resource for quarrying, an industry which continues today and has contributed to many notable buildings including York Minster. The limestone affects the chemistry of the water, which has given rise to the brewing industry here, as the water is similar to that at Burton-on-Trent, another centre of the brewing trade.

There are three breweries here, John Smith’s, Sam Smith’s and Continue reading →

Understanding the Culture

17 Sunday Mar 2013

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Dewi Stars, Football, Gwion Davies, Lampeter, Little Britain, Llanddewi Brefi, SDUC, Shane Parkinson, student, Trinity St Davids University College

Sunday 10th March 2013 ko 10.30

Ceredigion League Division Two

TRINITY ST DAVIDS UNIVERSITY COLLEGE 1 (Parkinson 34)

DEWI STARS 0

Att 161

Entry & Programme by Hop Ticket

Badge £3

Cake £1

The big change for this year’s event was the introduction of a Sunday programme of games, but very much with an eye on getting the travellers home at a reasonable hour. Given that I got home around 9.45pm it worked well, and its a format we’ll use again.

It was noticeably colder and windier as the coach pulled outside the University Playing Fields in Lampeter. We arrived to a scene of disorganisation, and I know that a couple of hoppers had pointed the students in the right direction. Chris and I watched the students organise themselves, and soon realised that things were in hand. When you deal with students you understand that things will happen, but they’ll happen in their own time and at their own order. Continue reading →

A Fish Called Rhondda

11 Monday Mar 2013

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A fish called rhondda, groundhop, James Roberts, Jamie Wearne, Joe Leahy, Josh Edwards, Liamar Williams, Marty Ellacot, Rhys Wilson, Taffs Well, Ton Pentre, Tyrone Topper, Wayne Tregonning, Welsh hop, Welsh League

Friday 8th March 2013 ko 19.30

Welsh League Division One

TON PENTRE 4 (Leahy 33p 34 Wearne 35 Edwards 78)

TAFFS WELL 3 (L Williams 8 66 Roberts 22)

Att 112

Entry £4

Programme £1

Tea in a mug 60p

When you see me in the GroundhopUK burgundy jacket it can only mean its groundhop time again! Last year we put together a mopping up exercise to visit some of the Mid-Wales League grounds we couldn’t do in August Bank Holiday. That process is ongoing, but we filled two game slots with the kind help of the Ceredigion League, and everyone enjoyed themselves at Lampeter and New Quay so much we decided to base a hop around the League.

With a good hotel found in Carmarthen we tried to find a suitable Friday night game for those who didn’t want to drive to West Wales early on Saturday. With the coach picking up in Cardiff, any game in The Valleys would work for us, and Ton Pentre were happy to see an extra fifty people on the gate, even though the game wasn’t part of the hop.

Ynys Park lies across two metal bridges, although one is now out of use, condemned as unsafe tucked away in the back streets of the Rhondda near Treorchy. This is former mining territory, and more obviously on a night before the Six Nations Rugby, the territory of the oval ball, as many clubs opted to play in the evening to let the fans and players watch the internationals in the clubhouse the next day. Sat at the front of the coach I heard the occasional, “Here it is,” as a member of the party saw a lit set of floodlights. We found the ground and collected the reserved programmes for us on the coach. With an hour to kill, I found the local chip shop appropriately named, “A Fish Called Rhondda” and enjoyed a chicken curry accompanied by that staple of South Wales cuisine, half rice half chips.

Ynys Park has staged Welsh Premier Football and although the stand on the far side as been lost, a victim of the need to widen the pitch, the terrace behind the goal with the tea bar at one end gives more than a hint of former glories. But look closely at its fabric, and that of its sister, the small seated stand at the halfway line. The stanchions are made from rails from the coal mine, the ground is literally made out of the history of the Rhondda. The atmosphere under the lights as palpable as it was when I first visited around 10 years ago.

And for once the game lived up to the surroundings. Taffs Well are the leaders of the league, and for half an hour looked utterly irresistable. Liamar Williams’ 25 yard blast opened the scoring, and James Roberts’ header across keeper Marty Ellacot for the second made you wonder how many Well would get.  All that changed when Jamie Wearne was played clean though and was brought down by Taffs Well keeper Rhys Wilson who was luck to escape with just a booking from UEFA referee Wayne Tregonning. Joe Leahy’s successful spot kick was the catalyst for an amazing 3 minute spell. Leahy’s long range strike was the equal of Williams’ earlier effort, and when Wearne lobbed Wilson for the third, most present either grinned, or just shook their heads in disbelief.

Tregonning didn’t reappear for the second half, a victim of injury, and the game calmed down, no two teams could have kept up that frantic pace. Williams equalised for Well, heading in former Newport midfielder Tyrone Topper’s left-footed free kick, but subsitute Josh Edwards won the game for Ton Pentre, pouncing on a poor clearance to fire home from the edge of the six yard box.

It was a fanastic start to the weekend, and a great advert for the Welsh League. Its just a shame more people didn’t take advantage of a cheap evening’s entertainment, at a wonderful ground, and a cracking game.






 

 

 

Surrender to the will of the wind

09 Saturday Feb 2013

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Andy Whing, ASM Stadium, Ben Thornton, berks and bucks fa, Chinnor, Deane Smalley, oxford united., Oxon Senior Cup, Simon Heslop, Thame

Wednesday 6th February 2013 ko 19.30

Oxfordshire Senior Cup Quarter-Final

OXFORD UNITED 1 (Smalley 69p)

CHINNOR 0

Att 151

Entry £5

Programme 50p

When you follow a League club, County Cup competitions tend to pass you by. That’s particularly the case in Oxfordshire, where there’s only one League Club, and some of the larger Non-League clubs are in the Berks and Bucks FA, as in this part of the world, football still follows pre-1974 county boundaries. Theoretically the ties still take precedence over league fixtures but the larger clubs have long since negotiated to play reserve teams, and away from any fixture clash. Continue reading →

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