Evening all, its been a while, a long while indeed, but its time for a breif update.
Settled into the new place well, great to have a Kent postcode again after nearly 40 years, Shewhomustshop still cannot cook to save her life, but she is keeping me in line....just.
I am doing more and more radio stuff for BBC London and BBC Kent, the miles I have travelled in the past 6 months are mounting, I am currently in Bristol with work until Friday night, and then off to Scunthorpe on Saturday morning to work at the Charlton game.

For years and years I have wanted to visit Old Trafford, two weeks ago that littel wish came true, but with an added bonus, I commentated on a game live from there, amazing experience, and I can confirm Manchester United do serve prawn sandwich's to the media, of which I am now an official member of, I am a fully accredited reporter according to the Football League, I have a pass that now gets me into any game I want to get into! Young Finch is highly envious....

The live shows are still going well every Sunday night, due to my travelling on matchdays I am not in every Sunday, which means now and again I do actually get a day off.

No cricket this season, the right knee is now in a terrible state, I have trouble getting out of chairs and climbing stairs a the moment, on top of that I have been advised by the Dr and a physio that if I attempt too much my achilles will snap, I am just waiting for a date for an operation to have that dealt with, appparently it may go before the op is booked......

I have a week away booked with Dan and the young uns in the summer, and for my 50th I am heading down under with the bosswoman to catch up with my mate Simon and for him to take me along the Great Ocean Road on the back of a Harley.

Poor young Finch has just finished some exams, and has another batch in early summer and then he can relax until he joins his new Sixth Form College, might take him away for a weekend in Germany once all the examsn are done, poor lad deserves it.

Sadly I lost my Uncle John a few weeks ago, he had cancer, we thought he had more time, but alas it took him far too quick, Uncle John was my mums brother, and a lovely man who I as a youngster thought the world of, I used to look forward to the summer trips to stay with them in Thornbury, a place that still seems magical too me. The funeral was a great chance to meet up with my cousins again, I rarely see them, but at drinks after we had a great chat and the place was full of laughter, I really must make the effort to come and see them more, as they are such a good crowd.

Thats all from me now, I wil try and get on here and post some photographs from the past 6 months of reporting on Charlton game.