Saturday, 14 January 2017

Burton Calling!

As most of you may know, my better half doubles up as the Poppies Trust Chairman (never say Chairperson...!)  The role isn't all glamour and glitz.  Or at all glamour and glitz come to think of it.  Unless there is something glamorous in a none-to-obvious-way about chairing committees, attending interminable Council meetings, selling 300 Club tickets, handing out flyers, and basically trying to be all things to all members.

Even the occasional media commitment usually lack any sort of wow-factor.

A case in point came last week when she was approached by Radio Northampton to help out with their Saturday morning "Treasure Quest" programme, where station employees criss-cross the county, directed by listeners answering questions as to locations.  Karen was asked to be at Latimer Park for about 10.15AM to meet the Radio car, assuming the good people of the County could decipher various cryptic clues as to locations.  The trip to Latimer Park was to be the third of the forth locations.

The carpark at LP is a pretty grim place at 3.00PM, let alone when completely empty at 10 o'clock in the morning!

Consequently Karen had decided not to be there too early, so she listened to the show, knowing she could be on site with no more than 10 minutes notice.  This suddenly became relevant, when the clue for the second location was given as, "John, after Olivia".  Given the clues about locations are usually impenetrably bizarre, the simplicity of this question, and the answer of "Newton" had the radio car speeding to that tiny village just outside of Geddington.  What if the next clue was equally easy?  Bloody hell, they could be heading to Burton in mere minutes!

However, before sprinting to the car, she listened to the next clue, and relaxed a little.  Even though we knew the next location was Burton Latimer, we were buggered if we could work it out from this clue, "Botterill's ex and one of Edison's Pioneers added to a preposition".  Eh?  What?  We fully expected this most-cryptic of clues to flummox the good folk of Northants for a while.  Far easier questions than this often lead to 20-30 minutes of random phone calls, suggestions and head-scratching.

Not today though.  Thirty seconds after the question was asked some annoying mare was on the blower to the radio station with the correct answer!  Unbelievable!  How the hell did she work out "Burton Latmer" from that?  I knew the answer and still had no idea?  A further 30 seconds later and Karen was gunning her engine and heading off.

The Radio car was soon in Burton, where the second part of their clue was, "A day for supporters to come out - find them here."  Not a particularly difficult one to work out, especially as the "Show Your Support Day" featured prominently on the news bulletin which was broadcast about 2 seconds earlier!

Thankfully Karen was there in time and met up with the Radio people for a quick chat about the match that day.  All's well that ends well.  Just another day as a Poppies Trust official!

"Broadsword calling Danny Boy,
Broadsword calling Danny Boy....." 

Thursday, 12 January 2017

Monday, 2 January 2017

Here's Hoping

Given that our last four visits to the grandly named, but poorly appointed Pro-Edge Westwood Road Stadium, in St Ives, have run thus: -


Is it really too much to expect us to rattle in 10 goals this afternoon?  It would certainly help take the chill off.

"Watch this space...?" 

Thursday, 29 December 2016

Finally getting the hang of this Inter-web thingy

KTFC Chat responds to the lack of P45
in Marcus's Christmas stocking

Now we've discovered Memes I doubt we'll
ever write a full length article again 

"He, he, he!" 

Saturday, 17 December 2016

My mate Dennis

Many of you will have heard that Poppies fan Dennis Kendall passed away recently.  Some of you may have known or at least spoken to him.  Others may recall seeing him in his mobility scooter, attending home and away games in all weathers.

Dennis was my good friend.  A friend of a kind you don't really make these days.  We were of a different generation, and held almost completely opposite views on most topics.  Today people so diametrically opposed would only ever encounter each other during online sniping sessions, but, back when I first started playing cricket with Dennis in the late 1980's things were different.  Eight hours of standing in the sun, followed by a few hours at the bar mellowed you.  What could have been arguments became alcohol-fueled chats and wonderful late night banter.  I think it helped me appreciate that my high-handed opinions weren't universally held - always a shock to the young and stupid.

The Rushton changing room was never quite complete without Dennis's leonine presence, with his ubiquitous, incredibly swollen wallet - it was almost spherical, his chunky "DK" signet ring and his enormous cricket bat.  The appropriately titled, "Den's Destroyer".

Back then we talked of the Poppies.  Me in the present tense, him in the past.  He saw the odd game, but with his loves of Rushton CC, Nottingham Forest and wife Sue (and, I fear, in that order!) he had little free time for the Poppies back then.

With the amusingly contrary spirit with which I'll always remember Dennis best, he took up the Poppies again pretty much as everyone else deserted them.  He started to regularly attend during the dark end-days at Non Park.  Having stepped back from both Rushton and the world-of-work, (if nothing else, this at least moved Sue up a couple of places....) he, and brother Malc became new, old, faces in the ever-thinning Poppies crowd.

Dennis, Malc and sometimes Sue, saw out our purgatory in Irthlingborough, before also braving the icy-wilderness that is Steal Park, before settling in at our current bumpy field in Burton.  He didn't let a prolonged period of ill-health stop him living life, and even taking regular cruises with his extended family.

Looking back, I'm pleased that I managed to share three of the high-points of my life with Den.  He was there at both my wedding and my surprise 50th birthday event.  And, more importantly, I find myself almost childishly pleased that the only time I scored a century at cricket, Den was batting with me and was the first to offer congratulations.  He couldn't have been more chuffed for me.  Of course, being Dennis, he then grumbled at me to get a move on as we'd fallen behind the required run rate!

This is the 1000th PATGOD post since we started this online blog and I am glad I could use this milestone to honour the passing of a mate - cheers Dennis.

Dennis, in vibrant blue, gamely puts up with Henry Priestman's
lefty musings and music at my 50th birthday party.
Sue seems most amused by this!

"It's my wedding Dennis, so, for once, you have to listen to me
spouting my crazy left-wing views without interruption!" 

Wednesday, 14 December 2016

2 1/2 hours of local democracy in 10 handy bullet-points

  1. Kettering Borough Council meeting starts
  2. Kids singing carols - cute but tuneless.  Mayor even more tuneless.  Murdered "Happy Birthday to you" as surely as he'd emptied a six-shooter into it.
  3. Money seemingly no object in letting new and old Chief Borough Council Officers work alongside each other for 6-months while trousering £130,000 and £150,00 p.a.  Nice.
  4. Screwing the poor over Council Tax contributions.  Tories happy to bleed the local unemployed out of more money than every other council in the country.  Labour and Lib Dems disgusted, but as they are outnumbered 3-1 they are pissing in a very strong wind.
  5. Swimming Pools - generally seen to be a good idea.  Especially for swimming in.
  6. Bees are better than wasps.  The council charge £50.00 to get rid of a nest full of jaspers, but at the curiously young age of 50, you can get a 50% price reduction.....
  7. Poppies supporters would like the Council to engage over the possibility of a Weekly Glebe / Frenchies Field development.  Tories wish to include more options and continue dialogue with club.  Water down the specifics to a more, "steady as she goes" tone.  Nothing ruled in or out, but lots more talking at some point in the future.....One block vote later and this has been passed.  Hollobone speaks as though he's still playing to the public gallery in the House of Commons instead to a room of Poppies fans wondering if he'll ever make it to Latimer Park.
  8. Tories more than happy to let officers do their jobs for them with regard to looking at ACV's
  9. People from outside the Borough pay 4 times as much to be buried here.....
  10. Meeting ends.  Democracy is served.

C'mon, let's be honest.......

".....who'd ever heard of Frenchies Field until now?"