A Tad Low !!

Wow I have just seen the latest line up for Glastonbury, Shakin Stevens here we come! with Gilbert O'Sullivan as well and also Fratellis and The Feeling and two special guests to be confirmed it looks better than it did!
I suspect Young Finch will want to see Jay-Z who I am told will be getting down with his bad self!

** Man Flu Update**

I have discovered that rigorous activity is not a good thing when suffering Man Flu....... I have spent the afternoon in my bed sweating my nut off, luckily for me Dans Biological thing turned up and cooked me scrambled eggs on toast served in my bedroom, now if only she had been a proper Doris and done that when we were married........ oh hang on I seem to have forgotten the circumstances!!! ha ha maybe it was guilt then.

Its that time of year, a matter of weeks before the Eurovison Song Contest 24th May in Belgrade, Over the next few weeks I will be torturing myself as usual and going through all the entries to see what is good and what more importantly is terrible, I can say without fear or contradiction that Ireland are not taking it seriously, there entry is a turkey, literally a bloody puppet turkey, its so bad its not funny.
On a serious note, we wont win for two reason, we are not a former Eastern Bloc country and secondly, and much more importantly Andy Abraham's song is a pile of old horse shit, even Out of Hours Doris, who's musical knowledge is shaky to say the least would agree with me.

In the first video box on the right is a legendary Euro Perfomer, Cetin Alp from Turkey who scored Nil Points in 1983, the song is so bad its good... sadly Cetin was killed a few years ago in a car crash, bearing in my mind the mindless act of murder from 1983 he may have got his just rewards there....
Yours in a Euro Fever

Well the man flu feels slightly better, I may have got through the worst of it, so I have spent the morning going through several 1000 new songs and talking to friends on the phone and remembering songs that match certain occasions.
Mr Travers is arriving at 12 to watch the Grand Prix, so I am making some bread, just waiting for the first rise then will get stuck into it again and then shape it into a large bloomer, we are going to have bacon butties and cappaciono..

Christ alive, what have I done? I was at the studio today for my summer broadcast, I have to my horror discovered that the studio I will be broadcasting is in a rather prominent position, as I am broadcasting on a Saturday afternoon, when shoppers are in full shop, I am deeply concerned! you see the studio is in a very large shopping centre, and the window is a shop window and I will be facing out towards the food hall! there are no blinds, and I can be seen and see the good people of Essex shopping, I rather fear a huge amount of bare arses pressed against the window, and on top of this the station as well as being on FM, T'internet will also be piped throughout this shopping centre....marvellous, I so cannot wait...
It has been a long day, man flu is still bad, and I made another clothing error, wore a shirt with a sweatshirt on top, only to realise when it was too late that the shirt had a massive tear in it, so I was forced to sweat my nut off all day.
The Colonel was due to give me a lift home but the old horse smelling one was staying til 7 this evening, being in the state I was Out of Hours Doris was on hand to rescue me and bring me home, not until she had laughed like a drain at the studio position, but she went up in my estimation at Starbucks where a Coffee appeared with some doughnuts! she did blott it though by dragging me to what is clearly a womans shop so she could buy some material for a flag, I worry about the choice of felt, as I suspect it will disintegrate in the rain that will fall on Glastonbury? I moaned the entire time we were there (its my job I am a man) and suggest that a bra and knickers would be better for the flagpole but was told that one of the occupants goes commando!
Now I also feel I must address a certain lady who I have not met... Ruth, who says I am a real trouser.....never heard that one so I have no idea what the hell it means!
Someone enlighten me please!

**EXCLUSIVE* The real reason whyJose left Chelsea

Man Flu Strikes

I have spent a busy day trawling around East and West London today for my employer despite the deterioration of my condition (I have man flu). Despite this serious handicap I have managed to get a lot done and even managed to enjoy myself avoiding discussions about Condoms at Glastonbury despite extreme provocation....
Enjoyed another game of boom, firstly alone when a dodgy looking middle eastern gent sat opposite me on the 24 bus from Pimlico, he had a camera case in his lap and was fingering his mobile phone, a classic winner in the game of BOOM! if you ask me. Following a trip to Starbucks I was joined by my companion as I spotted another potential BOOM! winner.
I also had a discussion about Doris..... now Doris is a young lady who works as your P.A., Secretary or Admin person, I have a good friend who I still call Doris whcih she accepts in the spirit it is intended! the reason I raise this is that I telephoned my brother to see if he was working in Pimlico today, he was in a meeting and a young lady answered in a Welsh Accent which meant tow things to me, 1. He was in Newport and 2. She was his Doris, I mentioned this to my female companion who was astounded that I call someone a Doris, despite my attempts to explain it was a term of endearment she was less than impressed....women.....nowt but trouble
Yours in Hot and Cold Flushes
Ps forgot to mention, you may recall a few weeks ago I ducked out of visiting my new radio home in Basildon, well I am due back there in the morning, this man flu is bad and may stop me.... oh dear.

Very funny, only rude if you have a dirty mind

Its funny how you notice things, Usually on a Tuesday my blog is full of how bad i feel after cricket practice, tonight the aches don't feel so bad, having taken 5 wickets and hit some absolute beauties with the bat I am in a particularly good mood, one of those rare occaisions when everything seems to go right, even the skipper made comment about how accurate my bowling was, which is extremely rare for him to give out praise, I was last up for batting tonight so I had our two quicks sniffing blood and proceeded to chuck down some seriously quick stuff, luckily I was as good with the bat as the ball and dispatched the ball to all parts! queue short pitched stuff and a few rib ticklers...again same result, ball dispatched.. apparently next week they tell me to wear extra padding.
Still I really don't ache that much.

I am off out this evening to the District Scout AGM, I dont usually attend but as H&S adviser I thought it best I should, my only concern is Matt (District boss) has telephoned me several times to ensure my attendance in the past 24 hours, I have a nasty feeling about this......

I have had a pretty quiet weekend, not a drop of alcohol has passed my lips since the infamous poker night, I feel that I am due a drink anytime soon! Stayed up til about 4.30am this morning, firstly for some reason I could not sleep, I tried and tried but sleep was not forthcoming, so I ended up watching the boxing at 3 am this morning, Joe Calzage against some dirty tricks merchant, who spent the entire fight grabbing hold of Joe and then claimed he was surprised he had lost, granted he put Joe down in the 1st but after that it was Calzage who forced the issue, so the miserable yank should remember next time to actually make an effort.

The Grand Prix season resumes next weekend, we are taking part in a Fantasy F1 league, the most shocking aspect of this is that Young Finch is top! having said that Old Finch (the big brother) is languishing near the bottom with Nephew Finch...this Finch had a good weekend at the last race and is hunting Young Finch down with a steely eye, so next Sundays GP could be lively in the Finch house! Of course I am not at all competitive but Young Finch won it the season before last so its hi time this Finch shut the little sod up!

Regular readers will be aware that there are one or two faces on TV that I have taken a strong exception too, among them are Nasser Hussain, James Allen, Timmy Mallett, but with them I can understand that they have or have had some kind of talent at some stage, unlike Howard Brown of the Halifax Ads, now this man is a banker(read of that what you will) and search me as to why this twat has been haunting my TV screen for many years, for gods sake he cannot act let along sing, I understand the tosspot makes personal appearances? who on earth has such a sad life that they would want to meet this plonker? anyway pardon me for the rant, but finally good news has reached Finch Mansions, apparently Howard will not make any more adverts as Halifax feel a change is due and they want something much slicker and more professional....thank the lord for that, we can be finally rid of this odious twerp, although having said that he may end up on I'm A Celebrity or Celebrity Big Brother....personally I am all for Celebrity Execution, where a group of Celebs (rhymes with plebs you notice) come on screen and appeal for their lives, the loser is lined up against a wall and shot by the other celebs! now this idea has legs i think so if we can persuade Hussain, Allen and Mallett to join in...........

Hello this is my new home from July for a short period then I am off to somewhere closer to home, more news on that nearer the time! I will be on every Saturday afternoon doing the usual sport and music, and of course you can listen online, also will be available online in June for a weekend somewhere else, can't say where yet but trust me it is big!

My ability to tell one colour from another has been called into question, I would like to state that I do know the difference between blonde and ginger highlights, after all I had a ginger brother, I say had as he appears to have lost a large amount of hair!

Had dinner with a friend the other night and she bought these brownies called GU, apparently they can be bought in Sainsbury's, if you get a chance get some and then dip them into some cream.....pure heaven.

Been a quiet few days, the boy wonder is at his mums for a week now, so Finch Senior is off the leash. Have been making some bread, very nice and very tatsy.
I looked at myself in the mirror the other day and realised I had put on a fair amount of weight, so I am going on a diet, and starting to try and jog again....
Off to cricket this evening feeling in a mean and nasty mood so the boys will have to watch out for some chin music tonight.

Had a good day, wont mention my exam results he he.. Spent the evening at Godsons, had a great game of Crossbar Challenge (watch Soccer AM) the Finch's won 6-1! watched some new US show, Pushing Daisy's I think, starred Anna Friel, who I have often wondered what she did, because since Brookside its fuck all as far as I am concerned, I found her to be very sexy.....
Now moving on to the Golf which I have just been watching, apparently their is an American playing with wood..... he must have terrible trouble walking round the course in thats state.......

Now finally, the law of life is that blokes are crap at remembering birthdays, even mores so when 23 years have passed, so it is essential that the female of the species give advance clues of exactly when the date is and would also be helpful if they let you have a clue what they would like, if they dont it's their own fault!!
There I am off for a rub down with the sporting life.

All in the world is pretty good, young Finch is out for a while, I have Pink Floyd on outrageously loud and my exam results are through, its the first of 3 exams, and amazingly I have passed with a very high score, to say I am shocked is an understatement!
I have a mate who is in 3 bands! over the course of this weekend he has 3 gigs, one this afternoon, one this evening and tomorrow at the Marathon he is playing at Cutty Sark (whats left of it), I am toying with the idea of going down to heckle.

Thought for the day...

Handle every stressful situation like a dog.

If you can't eat it or hump it.

Piss on it and walk away.

The Finch household is smelling of bread, which makes a change from socks! I actually made some bread at home, it came out very well indeed. Trouble is we think we have a bread thief in the house, its gone! But it was really really tasty.

I have been playing on a PS3 today, I have decided I do not like them!

Now why oh why would anyone want to dye their hair ginger? I admit in the early 80s I had an accident with some hair day and went copper coloured, which was quickly followed by some jet black dye...but deliberately ginger?

Right I am off to drive an F1 car very fast and then watch Big Bang Theory that never ceases to have me in sticthes.

About bloody time

Played an interesting game on the tube, its called Boom!!! you have to sit there and work out which one has the bomb on your tube, very simple, I have come across a slight kink in the game, the only way its won is if a bomb goes off, and then you are buggered.

Can we remove this twat from my TV?
Why is this talentless twat continually on my TV?
Grrrr

I feel I may have been unfair to Stratford in a recent blog, the reason? simple, this morning I sat in Woolwich outside a Costa coffee sipping a Latte and realised how awful Woolwich really is, what an absolute dump, I recall in my early teens it was a good place to shop, lots of decent clothes stores, the first MacDonalds in the UK, The RACS department store, Cuffs, Littlewoods, Marks and Spencers. Now it seems to be a series of pound shops, card shops, mobile phones, a market that is nothing like as good as the market I used to love shopping in, my favourite trick was walking past the Fish Stall and saying very loudly 'morning ladies', as a rather cheeky teenager a group of us would stand in the centre of the market and just stare up into the sky, now after a while a crowd would gather and start staring up, at which point we would melt away and look back at a bunch of people staring in the sky for no reason, try it, you only need two or three of you to get the buggers going, they are like lambs! another popular pastime of ours was at the RACS on Plumstead Common, we would stand at the crossing and wait for the cars to stop then walk across as if we were carrying a large pane of glass, then we would act as if we had dropped the thing, we would have a fair fews cars queuing at this stage, and it was always a giggle to see drivers swerving to avoid the non-existent glass on the road!
Anyway back to Woolwich, its dump and full of people with no skin left on their knuckles... man alive pond life everywhere, so may I apologise to the my Stratford living friend who was upset at the last blog, and who sat with me in Woolwich and noticed with me that Woolwich is indeed a complete shit hole...
Apparently they are in the process of redeveloping the Love Lane area, and building a rather nice new Tesco and some other stuff, hopefully I will be living in the countryside somewhere rather than Woolwich.

I have learnt something new this weekend, never ever go on the radio having demolished 2 bottles of red and the best part of 2 bottles of whiskey! Although the Red Bull did help, it was a very subdued show... The hangover Saturday morning is up there as one of the worse, Its Sunday lunchtime and I am still feeling a tad wobbly

Ok all my guests are lined up for tomorrow, We have Peter Pitts on to talk about Sittingbourne FC, Mark Rogers to chat all things Sheppey Sunday League and making his debut on BRFM, Ceri Jones will be talking Formula 1.
Got some great music lined up and as I have been getting pretty heavily into Pink Floyd there may be one or two tracks form them, one of which will definitely be Comfortably Numb!
So it's 95.6fm in North Kent or www.brfm.net from 2 til 6.
Not arf

I have managed to persuade my F1 man to get over his shyness and so Ceri Jones will be joining us on the show this Saturday. Ceri has a vast knowledge of F1 and runs a fun Fantasy F1 league, which I sadly am useless at and young Finch won the year before last!
You can tune into the show if you are in North Kent or listen live at www.brfm.net from 2-4pm this Saturday.

Gawd I am in trouble this morning, my entire right side is absolute agony, especially my right shoulder, man live its sore.
Just had it confirmed Peter Pitts will be in the studio on Saturday as John Pitts (the older looking one) is unavailable, looking forward to that, might even manage to get through a show with out the ref being slated!
Our F1 man is playing it shy! will work on him today.

Well what was going to be a quiet weekend has gone out of the window!
Saturday morning will find me in darkest Essex visiting my new radio station, then its a mad dash down to Sheppey as I am covering for Dave Williams on the BRFM Sport Show, Dave has somehow managed to get some tickets for Arsenals game against Liverpool. Sadly John Pitts will not be on the show, many reasons for this, firstly Sittingbourne are playing Friday night, also its his birthday and he is going to see We Will Rock You, now I am surprised at this choice of show, but bearing in mind that there does not seem to be a Bee Gee show yet, the 4th Bee Gee has settled for the Queen show instead. He has mentioned that his twin brother Peter may be available to talk about the previous nights game. Peter and John are pretty identical and I have mistaken Peter for John at Sittingbourne, Sorry Peter I apologise profusely!
Mark Rogers should be popping in, and hopefully we may have some F1 chatter, and of course some great music and me!
Young Finch was somewhat subdued at cricket practice last night, had a bad night poor lad, he tripped over in his run up and banged his knee a bit so sat out most of practice, but not before he had bowled at me, no wicket for the boy this time, I was Geoff Boycott personified! Last night saw me try out a new helmet, I am not used to wearing a helmet so it was good practice, sadly there is a down side. We have two very quick bowlers, Sam and Simba, who create mayhem when they bowl, two eager teenagers who are seriously quick saw the helmet as the ideal time to practice some short stuff! Man alive I was seriously scared at times, the pace was frightening, and they were moving the ball into me, I forgot all ideas of being Geoff Boycott and opted for ducking and weaving, I only got hit on the head once, so the helmet did its job. I can wait to see these two in action in the summer, they are going to cause absolute chaos. Our best bowler was Nicky V last year sadly Nicky was murdered last September and we will miss him at games, but these two boys would have him chuckling at the thought of their bowling!
Another one of our bowlers last year missed the last few games with ankle problems, and has only just returned to practice, he was bowling at half pace, but the ball was moving all over the place, impossible to play against, and he was not even keeping one side of the ball polished, so I let him use my ball which is heavily shined on one side and he really started swinging it outrageously, looks like our bowling is going to be very strong this year, as for our batting....oh dear
I would also like to add that I ache like buggery this morning, its worse than it has been before, but at least the knee seems ok!