It’s more important than that. EPL starts again today. In 1 hour and 35 minutes. And I am so excited I could burst. Almost a year of unbroken football with the European Championship next summer. In the meantime, though, an ugly man who played his entire career for the most unmentionable team scores a raft of delightful goals:
For Werder Bremen against Alemania Aachen…
This snuck up on me on my Ipod on the walk home through Ealing. Nice.
Scored a rather delightful goal last night against Getafe - this clip, running it in parallel with Maradona’s non-hand-related-and-entirely-wonderful goal against Ingerland in 1986 is bliss.
Back once again from Ashby de la Zouch and a visit to the National Forest - didn’t know we had one, but it is a far better way of reclaiming former collieries and other disused industrial sites than simply filling them with household waste…
So a couple of other quick things before I put the washing on and disappear out for the day to Southall to top up my sunburn and try to buy a shower curtain. March’s CD is done - post if you want a copy…. This month’s coffee is Yemeni, brought back by my dear nephews from the plantation itself near Sana’a following their recent sojourn there - I may be travelling there later in the year…
Oh yeah, Portsmouth beat Manchester United to throw the Premiership race wide open, and Tiger blew the US Masters. And I saw the last 30 minutes of Mel Gibson’s ‘The Passion of Christ’ - visually stunning, but far too Catholic altogether for my tastes. Although I would like to watch the whole film to see just how outrageous his portrayal of the other religious and racial groups is. I also had issues distinguishing it from ‘The Life of Brian’ at time, and frequently expected this kind of silliness to erupt:
is, for those of us lacking in the 1970’s/80’s British childhood dream, an actor. He always appeared as a large bearded, shouty man, quick to anger. Had he been younger, he would no doubt have played Gimli in the Lord of the Rings trilogy. He is probably best remembered for his masterful portrayal of Vultan, King of the Hawkmen in Flash Gordon, a slightly entertaining version of which is here:
Anyway, the sci-fi acting show on the TV at the moment has reminded me of the first time I saw him in the flesh. He must have been appearing at the Palladium, as he frequently passed me on Great Marlborough Street. I have to admit that I didn’t recognise him - he was short (er than me), had aged (obviously), and had curiously rounded shoulders, yet when saw him again on TV climbing a mountain of some kind, he was back to the muscular individual we previously knew. I realise that onTV people seem larger and taller in general - as a denizen of Soho record shops, I frequently pass media stars on the way to meetings with their agents, and they all seem to suffer the Dennis Waterman syndrome. But the transformation was incredible - he must use a body double, but if so, who - are there aged, or ex-bodybuilders employed to these ends?
Away this weekend. Enjoy.
or at least as many of them as could be found online. Cityrag tracked down most of the 50 greatest (Western) cartoons, as voted for by the industry in 1994, in December of last year. Some are well known. Some are very much of their time. Some are very questionable. Some are just well, odd…
Now, if I could just work out how to get them down on to my Ipod, tomorrows early journey to work wouldn’t seem half as bad.
No, not
But the Jamaican producer - 4 double CDs of his 1980’s tracks have come my way… Mmmm Ipod on the Central Line tomorrow…
But in the meantime, a video of the man himself at work:
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