In Hoose Entertainment

I haven’t updated for a while and it’s not cos not a lot has been going on, rather it’s because my internet has been broken!

Anyway; that’s now fixed and I’m now here!

Thursday:

Work then ended up going down to Solomon Grundy’s with Mahinda and his housemate Helen (of the small variety).

“It looks huge in your hands”

- Rosy to Helen. It’s actually in reference to this but I found it funny.

Had a few beers and chatted for a while… good night in the pub with mates I thought, don’t really do that often enough (where it doesn’t end in going out afterwards, I mean!)

Friday

Really had no clue what to do after work so ended up taking Mahinda’s suggestion of the cinema.

Not being interested in The Corpse Bride (being a Tim Burton movie I can predict how it’s going to go, and stop-motion irritates me a little) Rosy and I decided to go and watch Saw II, A horror film.

Saw II was decent enough, but it’s exactly the same as the the first one and therefore fairly predictable (where as the first one certainly was not!) that’s a rash of ok’ish but not great films I’ve seen so I’d quite like to see a pretty good one now, please. Another 3/5.

Afterwards rosy and I went on a long walk to go get some cash (Mahinda’s film had not finished yet) eventually stopping off at the HSBC on King Street. We headed back towards the great northern and stopped to get a burger (indeed from the very same takeaway that Waynef once memorably publically scorned).

It was at this point that Mahinda called us to inform that the film had finished. We agreed that The Knott bar would be a fine destination. (Ignore the comments on that page, the knott bar is a fine pub with a huge selection of good beers).

We did the beer bottle challange, during which I found I was vastly inadequate compared to Mahinda.

We managed to scab a table after 10 mins or so of waiting. In attendence were Jordan H, Paul K, NewPam, Si Glass, Myself, Mahinda, Rosy. The conversation was definitely two paced. One side of the table was talking about politics, University Politics and the laws on analogue signals. Whilst our side of the table was talking about the sorts of beer we liked best.

I tried out a new beer.

Chimay do a fine range of beers, Blue, Red and White. During the Beer Bottle Challenge it had turned out I’d never done White Chimay. So I tried it out, and it was mighty tasty, especially for a Wheat beer (they don’t normally float my boat).

I also had some sort of random bitter and finished off with my favourite, a bottle of Duvel (I think this is a pretty good picture!) before heading off home.

nice.

Saturday

or… the day of the farcical hockey match!

It all started around 11am when I flicked on the old computer for the first time since tuesday to find that our broadband had messed up and was no longer working.

This was unfortunate as I needed to check where our game was taking place.

I thought it was at the Parrs wood girls school so we headed down and waited around for people to turn up.

Half an hour later and the only other person to have turned up was Sleazy Rich and a load of girls in hockey gear (which suggested that it wasn’t going to be our team using that pitch!).

Fortunately sleazy and brought along his girlfriend who gave us a lift down to the Armitage sports centre where we found out that our game was schelduled to kick off at 230pm at the girls high school next to platt fields. It was 3pm.

We turned up at the school and quickly discovered that only 4 team members had turned up (we made it 7) which meant that we had forfeited the game and decided to share the players there out and play a friendly.

This gave us a total of around 20 players, including the umpires and the dad of the oppositions keeper (who’d never played before).

This, of course, lead to a tactical nightmare, which eventually lead to our team playing something like a 2-3-4 formation.

Now, our opposition had turned up only in Green. Which also happens to be the disbury colours. No one had foreseen this possibility, it appears, as we had all been told to turn up in Green. Of course both teams couldn’t play in green so I ended up playing in my Jumper (not pleasant at all!) and rosy ended up playing for the opposition.

the game railed along and for all that, we weren’t playing too badly. we were 1-3 down (our goal coming from a flick penalty scored by the keepers dad) but we were unlucky to be losing.

Come half time and we trudge off and try and get some tactics sorted out. That really doesn’t change alot and our formation appears to be something of a 2-2-5 for the second half.

we attack regularly and it appears to be a matter of time before we pull one back when…

Their striker closes in on goal and puts it past our keeper, Tom.

Tom runs out and just saves it but the striker follows through and strikers the keeper with his stick (allegedly).

Tom tells the striker to “F… Off”

Striker Pushes Tom

Tom Punches Striker

Striker Punches Tom (In the helmet!)

everyone wades in and breaks it up, but they keep at it and the game is abandoned. Overall it was a big pile of Pants.

The next day I phoned up to see if we were needed for the 7’s team again, but it seems like they’ve filled it with 6’s, which is all well and good for making up the numbers - but if they want a 7’s team to thrive then they ought to get the 7’s team members in there first I reckon. I declined the opportunity to be on the subs bench (I’d rather watch Man Utd V Chelsea than stand in the rain watching a hockey game wondering if I’m going to come on) For me this is not how a club is run, and I’m rather pissed off with them!

Anyway back to saturday.

Rosy, Emma and I headed on out to the Wythenshawe Park Bonfire Night and Firework Extravaganza!.

There we met up with a bunch of people including Linden, Ed, Kate_s, Matt Lees, Cattac, Mahinda, Benn and others (I’m not going to name them all) and watched the surprisingly short show.

It was alright.

Afterwards the three of us headed down to the funfair, but it was well busy, so that didn’t last long.

We walked back across the park and went to Kate_s’s house (via Heaton Mersey to pick up Adriandand my house to pick up wine) for wine\cheese shenanigans.

the gathering ensued and we left fairly late (3am or so?) I think I may have watched a film or something when I got in, but I don’t rightly remember.

Sunday

phew! that’s a lot of typing. It may be an idea for you to go and get a cup of tea or have a swift toilet break before continuing…

are you back?

good… I shall continue….

Sunday started off with a quick visit down to the supermarket - much needed! we’ve been running short on…. well pretty much everything… over the past week due to the litany of things that we’ve had to do throughout the evenings.

shopping done I settled down to a good slice of footie action.

First there was Chasetown 1-1 Oldham.

A good game, where a giantkilling was close (although it never actually looked likely) I disagree with many of the reports who say that Chasetown were the better team. They weren’t, but a lot of people let their rose-tinted romance glasses get in the way.

They certainly did play above their station though, and Oldham below there’s. A day earlier a similar clash between Colchester and some other team from Chasetown’s division ended up 9-1, which should give you an example of how good this result was for the tiny staffordshire community.

The the main course.

Man United 1-0 Chelsea

quite literally a game where there was no possible bad result for me. Come the last ten minutes though I was quite glad to see Chelski finally defeated… they have definitely been looking weaker of late, and maybe this’ll make the old prem. a little more interesting.

Anyway, after the action we headed on down to Mahinda’s place and eventually found ourselves on a bus (it had taken about 20/25 mins of waiting, and we’d already told Linden that we were going to walk it instead (to which she offered a lift, but by then we had finally sourced ourselves a belated bus)).

Alsion did the cooking, and mighty fine cooking it was.

Some sort of vege souffle with roast veg. and brilliant Yorkshire Puds.

we did the drinking.

Linden flaked out on us all about 12 - she had a class to take the next day - so we all headed around Alsion’s place for a few more beers and (as it turns out) a few pile on’s and some esoteric texting.

Mahinda, Rosy and I eventually walked home. it was late.

For some reason when I got home I watched some American Football…. but only for 10 minutes when I got irritated with the huge gaps between “Plays”.

So instead I watched the start of Django I wasn’t really getting into it, and it was dubbed or something, which made it fairly irritating. So I went to bed.

Monday

Went into work and had the old meeting with the supervisor and then popped out to cricket training - which was more fitness based again. I’m finding the fitness training easy now, which I guess means I’m getting quite fit. which is nice.

Went home and watched the butt end of Bolton 1-0 Spurs which was quite exciting and then watched some comedy stuff before calling it a night.

that is all.