Did you see that ludicrous display last night?

Allotment, Orient, Work

Well the bank holiday weekend is here!


The O’s played Mansfield town today and bloody lost, to be fair to the team they worked like Trojans and were just unlucky. I am still pretty upbeat for the rest of the season however there are some pretty ugly rumours circulating regarding the way the club is being run by the chairman. If true, I don’t know how much longer the O’s will be about. On my way home from the game I got waylaid by a group of Mansfield supporters, we had quite a chuckle and banter and I’ve even got an invite to visit them when Orient face them away. That’s the beauty of fourth division football, none of the territorial “I want to kill anyone who doesn’t support my club” attitude that seems to be present in other leagues.


Toni has taken some time off as her boyfriend has flown over to Italy for the week. They have gone to La Spezia which is north of Florence and on the Mediterranean coast. I was going to stop off in La Spezia when I was over in December but never had the time. It was had a big naval base in WWII and the Germans stationed U Boats there for the north African conflict. She has taken some nice pictures of the place but as you can imagine will probably not send me any info back on the what’s left of the naval base.







Work on the plot continues, my butternut squashes are starting to flower and I can see some squashes on the back of the flowers, my other squashes are also fruiting now as well.



Left. 2 Butternut squashes










The courgettes have given us plenty, and still they grow. It’s been interesting just throwing stuff out there, because its all grown. One of the old boys on compound has warned me about growing anything as the “ground is crap” and “you can’t grow that” and “that’s the planting season over you may as well dig it all over and leave it till next year”. He actually came down to my plot yesterday and went away a bit sheepish when he see what we had on the go. My onions should be ready in about a week and my potato plants are starting to die off so these shouldn’t be long before I can dig them up. The potatoes are interesting as you have no idea what is growing under there until its time to dig them up, even the onions show you what you’re going to get. The cabbages are growing hearts and my second batches of carrots and beetroots are coming up. I have just planted out some runner beans and I know it will be tight, but providing we have a mild autumn I may just get away with it. I have also planted out some potatoes in the past week, in a grow sack, these will be for Christmas dinner. I now have to start planning what I’m going to put out once the onions are pulled as they take up a fair bit of space.

I have my Kale and Broccoli caged to stop the birds pulling apart, but I have noticed the cage I’ve set up is getting damaged, it is quite lightweight but all the same it’s getting damaged. I bought a bush cam, made by Swann, it is a remote camera which is infra red and triggered by motion, so I set this up to see what is happening on my plot when I’m not there, question asked and answered here CagedFox


I have been approached by a chassis manufacturer, this could get interesting. Watch this space.


Twat Watch

I was going to put a bit here called twat watch, but I really can’t be bothered. I’ve been called worse things than being an Arsehole before, and in the most case it has been warranted. And like before I will put it where I store stuff from ignorant insignificant twats. You may have a nice life now, but I remember you when you were a prick, and that’s what troubles you. This will be my last post on this subject as I think giving it oxygen is just making it worse, and it will probably post something not very cryptic on twitter again.


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Your baby has gone down the plughole

Allotment, Family, Orient, Uncategorized

It’s been a busy couple of weeks since I last wrote, I’ve been to Belfast, Doncaster, Coventry and now have a new boss. We are now eating produce directly from the allotment and there is plenty more to come, so this week I’ll start off with an allotment update.

Plot 8b

My courgette plants are now putting fruits out every week, and they are a good size too, my cucumbers are growing well and I will be able to start picking them this week, despite having accidentally cutting through one of the plants while weeding. I picked 1.5kgs of plums from my tree this week, the plums were quite small and this was down to my reluctance to reduce the number of fruits when we first got the plot. It wasn’t a problem though, I made plum jam with the harvest, so I managed to learn something new.

We have started pulling the beetroots and I have pickled them, this went well and I managed to walk away without inflicting myself with red hands, the beetroots will be ready in about two weeks, by then I will have another jar to pickle.

We have a steady supply of lettuces and the carrots will be ready in about a week. I will also be able to start picking the kale from next week.

I now have three raspberry bushes, a tayberry and a loganberry bush, I have planted these in a row and have them wired to stop them going wild. I have also dug up the strawberry patch, I have taken some cuttings and these are doing well. I intend to replant these in a planter which I will put next to the path that divides the plot.

So everything is doing well on plot 8b at the moment.


Unfortunately my in-laws who have been in the rudest of health ever since I have known them are going through a bit of a rough time at the moment, my mother in law who recently had part of her lung removed now has some complications. Add to that my father in-law has some issues now. Lesley has gone up to stay with them for a week. It’s a shame that having been active all their lives that they are finding the simple things difficult to do, I am hoping this is just a blip and things will settle down. The rest of the family are fine, Toni has no plans in her diary to travel anywhere in August, but has got a couple of US trips in September and October, she is going to try and fit a visit back to Harlow at some stage. Patrick is all over the place in his free time, he has a car now and he rarely stays in one place during his time off.

Canning Town

My last friend who lived in the area I grew up in has finally moved out, which means I no longer know anyone in the area. It feels a bit strange, I’ve never really left Newham although I moved away more than 20 years ago. I have no reason to go there now, although I will still pop back for nostalgic purposes it won’t be the same now Guiseppe has moved to Leigh on Sea.


Someone actually contacted me recently and asked me about the titles of my posts, and one in particular “Are you digging my grave”

The titles generally come from lines from songs, I listen to a lot of music, as I drive a lot or spend a lot of time on my own with my headphones in. The post titles come from lines that have stuck in my head, nothing more nothing less. The title “Are you digging my grave” comes from a Thomas Hardy poem of that title. The poem comes from the book Satires of Circumstance. I like Hardy’s poems, they are dark and melancholic which often suits my mood. I have two first edition copies of Satires of Circumstance and Wessex and Past & Present Poems, which were written and published between 1890’s and 1912. My favourite Hardy poem is Wessex Heights, I must be going soft I don’t think I read a poem between 1975 and 2012 and now quite enjoy reading them. I supposed that’s the difference between being forced (School) and wanting to read.

Many thanks for the message, I cannot fathom why you would read this but thanks all the same.


The football season started the week before last and the O’s seem to have carried on where they left off, with two losses and a draw. I am still quite upbeat about this as the team is, in the main, new and they need time to gel. I think there is a lot of potential providing the behind the scenes stuff doesn’t get out of hand the way it did last year. I am back in seat M115, however I am on my jacks now as my neighbours John & Dan have moved up into the gallery, they asked me to move up there with them, but to be honest at double the cost of a normal season ticket, I really don’t think the O’s are worth it.

Until next time

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The retrieving of these forgotten things

Family, Orient, Radio

I’ve had a better week this week. After six weeks of being pushed from pillar to post this week has calmed down a bit, as normal though it will probably just mean that it will ramp up again in a couple of weeks time.


We come to the end of another season which like last season will be one to forget. Tuesday night we played Plymouth and just like the Northampton game we dominated early in the first half and then promptly fell apart. We ended up loosing 3:1 and though I shouldn’t say this it has saved us the embarrassment of ending up largely outclassed in the playoffs.

I will be renewing my season ticket next year and will keep my seat M115 in the west stand. this is the best seat I have had and the neighbours are good.


Conditions have been poor for a few weeks now with the only real action on 40 & 80m, my antenna isn’t very efficient on 80 so I tend to not use it much. I have been visiting the radio club a lot more lately and I have found myself enjoying it to a certain extent. This weekend is the Foxton Rally and I  may go, I don’t need anything so if I do go it will only to be social.


Toni is here today for one night, she has been in London for work and is off to Portugal tomorrow with her boyfriend for the weekend.

Lesley’s mum has just been diagnosed with Lung Cancer, she has never smoked a fag in her life. It is early yet and she goes in for an operation in a couple of weeks but Lesley is struggling with it and putting on a brave face. I lost my parents a few years ago and I no its not going to be easy for her, it’s not helped by the fact they live so far away.

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Don’t jump off the roof dad

Boat, Orient, Radio

I write this as we are half way through the Easter weekend, this is a four day weekend and two four day working weeks. Toni is home this weekend for a flying visit and has spent some of it catching up with friends, she’ll need a break when she gets back home.


I had a cracking weekend on the radio, Lesley was on nights for two nights which meant I could sit in my shack and work the world, which I pretty much did. The key got a hammering, I managed a couple of Asiatic Russian Stations as well as the US NY and Illinois, plus Canada and quite a few EU stations. I am knocking the rust from my wrist and had a real block today trying to send BT, which came out more like X.

I have also put the FT-7800 in my work car, as I spend more time in this car than the Landrover. It has been interesting but Ofcom really messed this up when they changed the licensing system (IMHO). Years ago you had to pass a morse test before you were allowed on the HF bands, this meant that non morse stations were restricted to the VHF & UHF bands, this kept these bands very active. A few years ago they opened the HF bands to all and sundry and the VHF/UHF frequencies are hardly used. I will keep the FT-7800 in the car as sometimes its nice to talk to someone on the way home.


Friday I took a run up to Martha, the weather was great and once I’d finished fettling I really wanted to stay the night, I had to pick Toni up in the morning so an overnight was out of the question. Martha is looking well and apart from a bit more cleaning and some tinkering she is pretty well ship shape.

I’m looking forward to a few nights up here soon.


I am sitting here with the family waiting for dinner, a typical Sunday evening. Lesley is cooking a Christmas dinner as Toni was in Italy for Christmas. Poor thing has just realised the clocks went forward last night and it has messed up her timings, she has only had 5 hours sleep last night after working nights so I really can’t blame her. We have been married thirty one years this year, and I am a much better man because of her.


I only have about 5 more home games to go to this season and we are playing Hartlepool tomorrow, I will be there. Up the O’s!!


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The large print giveth, and the small print taketh away

Cycling, Orient, Work

Well spring has put in a proper appearance at last and the evenings are getting lighter. I got out on my road bike today and put a few miles in, my legs are still a bit wobbly but after tomorrows run they’ll settle down.


I met up with a few mates at the football last week, and we had a few pints and a good natter. The result was awful but we had a good time catching up and remembering old mates, a few of which are now dead, one of the joys of getting older I guess.


I had a phone call recently from an agency, they got my details from Linkedin because of my experience with Hydrogen as a fuel for vehicles. It was a bit of a bolt out of the blue, but the upshot is they are paying me handsomely to carry out some consultancy work for a foreign company who are looking to introduce a Hydrogen network into the UK. The rate is fantastic and equates to about one days work per month. Unfortunately I cannot give any more details than that, I have had a telephone conference to scope out the work and have started already. It’s nice to have something to sink my teeth into.


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Core N’grato

Family, Florence, Orient

Florence seems like six weeks ago now, it’s funny how a break like that is soon a distant memory, while if I was at work last week it would still be fresh.

Well, we had a great break, we flew into Bologna airport on Saturday morning. The clouds just opened up in time for us to see the Alps. After a cab ride and a 40 minute rail journey we were at Florence Central Station. After a 20 minute walk we were at the hotel, it was a cracking hotel and one we’ll definitely stop at again, especially as I’m coming back again in August.

We had a great week, we never got to Rome but we managed Pisa. Toni took us to some fantastic restaurants and I think we covered every inch of the city. It was great spending time with Toni and we were all shattered by the end of the week. Toni is in Paris this week and will be stopping off home on her way back from Dallas in April, so we wont have to wait too long to see her again.


Orient have finally broken their losing streak at home, on Saturday we faced Crawley Town, this has become a bit of a bogey team for us, but I have to say I saw the best performance from the O’s I have seen in a long time. We ended the game two nil up and while Crawley aren’t a good side, they are the sort of team we normally lose to.

We have another home game this Saturday against Luton Town, one of my old mates from FTA is meeting up with me for the match, so we’ll have a few pints before the kick off and a good old chinwag.

Apart from that, I have nothing else to report.


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I could yawn and be withdrawn and watch them gallop by

Family, Florence, Orient

So here we are it’s D Day!

I’m writing this at the end of a week which started really well and descended into the snake pit very quickly.

The O’s

Orient played Northampton Town last Saturday, it was always going to hard, especially as Northampton are at the top of the league and on a winning streak. Orient however have been pulling a few surprises since we got the new player manager. However it was not to be on Saturday. We held them well in the first half and ran our socks off, however when they came out in the second half Northampton had the measure of us and ran us all over the pitch, we were very soon two nil down which saw hundreds of “O’s fans” get up and walk out. In the last ten minutes Northampton scored another two goals and I was willing the final whistle. I get really angry when fans do this, I know they pay their ticket and can show their upset whatever way they want, but it is football and anything can happen. But I really don’t think you can call yourself a supporter if you do that, we have got 9 points from the last five games which I think is pretty good in Orient terms!


Now doing my last minute packing for Florence, we are on the 8:10am flight to Bologna. Can’t wait to see Toni, although we talk every day, I do miss her. There are a few more places I’m going to visit, and plenty of walking.

Blast from the Past

I bumped in to an old friend of my dads last week. Patsy Cullen, he worked at Evan Evans with me and my old man, he was a Cornishman, a real character who always had a fiddle or scam. He hadn’t changed at all, still trying to work out his next money making scheme. Poor sod didn’t look like he had a pot to piss in. He was a great guy to sit in a pub with, after an evening with him your sides would be aching. Daft thing is after all these years he still has a Cornish accent. There’s not too many blokes left who worked with my dad and I am in touch with most of them, however they are starting to drop off the perch now.

Right, that’ll do time to go and get my travel stuff together.


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