Happy Christmas everyone! Eh? Oh yes - seeing as my Dad’s half of the family were scattered around the globe in December (poor Dad and Tom had to go Skiing in Whistler), Vicky was on duty on Christmas day, Amy was looking after her Mum (96 and still going strong!) and I was in bed with flu, trying my best not to argue with Mum and Tony (failing, though); we had a ‘Christmas Day’ yesterday.
I went down to London on Saturday, and went to the football at Stamford Bridge with Vicky and Tom, as a siblings day out. Chelsea beat Tottenham 2-0, so they were happy, and as a Man City fan it was good to get a glimpse of our old players Nicolas Anelka and Shaun Wright-Phillips again. My usual visits to the Bridge are usually not so happy, as they usually seem to involve City being on the wrong end of a good beating, so it was good to watch a London game with a bit of needle and just enjoy the match. Anelka looked awesome - he came on for the last 30 mins, to a tumultous reception, and it looks like Chelsea have got their money’s worth at £15m. He seems to have filled out a bit since I last saw him at City, and not in a bad way. He looked assured and full of that Gallic swagger we’ve seen before on Cantona, Zidane and Henry, to name but a few. I think that could just be the signing that keeps them in the hunt for the title.
In the end the game was won by a great Balletti 40 yd screamer in the first half and a deserved second from SWP in the second. Spurs never really had a sniff, and Alex had Berbatov in his pocket for the whole game. Anelka had two ace chances, but there was to be no fairytale debut. I must say, London’s alright - travelling through the underground with golf clubs was an ‘experience’ but real Londoners are a good bunch. THe load at Chelsea are a right laugh, plenty of ribbing for me being a City fan, and their accents do nothing but make me laugh. It’s like a bunch of Chimerney Sweeps from Mary Poppins! “Cor blimey!” “Faaaarkin’ ‘ell ref!” and “You’re ‘avin a bubble mate” were all to be heard on Saturday.
So Sunday was Christmas day. Up early and a walk on the beach and a bacon butty with the family and the dogs, weather - “bracing”. A quick nine holes of golf at one of the best courses in the country, windy but sunny. I wasn’t rubbish, so that equates to being good. Then I was heartened to see that we’re all as rubbish as each other - we all went shopping for our Christmas presents for each other about 3pm on Sunday! A nice Christmas dinner, with less flu, more booze and less arguments than the real one. Oh, and I got my first taste of the amazing Mario Galaxy on the Wii with my bro - wowzers! It was really nice to see everyone, and I’ll miss ‘em while I’m away. Vicky’s back on board soon, going gallavanting around the world on the Ark Royal - she’s actually handed her notice in now so she’ll be leaving the Navy. Not soon though - her notice period is a full year!! I thought 6 weeks was bad. She’s thinking of being a copper - I’m not sure I what to think of that, but I can actually imaigine her making a good Police Officer somehow - she certainly wouldn’t take no crap from anyone!!
Right - onwards!