Tuesday, April 02, 2013

Paolo Di Canio

Dan Hodges of the Telegraph has infuriated me today. He tears a man down and attempts to incite the great British public to boycott Sunderland because they dare hire a man qualified to do a job in football management. The man was an exemplary footballer...voted worldwide as the fairest man on a football pitch, and a man who has already successfully managed a football team... a man of passion and honesty, and yes, integrity and one who is a proven motivator on the field of play.

I'm a Mormon and have a dislike of many things that people stand for in modern society, but recognise we should be allowed to coexist peacefully and agree to disagree. Surely we should show respect for any differences we might have? It sickens me to the core that this man is being hounded the way he is. He's stated in the past that he is a Fascist, not a racist. Where is the crime?

There is such hypocrisy in parts of the British press, and it's shameful. This man is entitled to earn a living for his family and is qualified to do the job he's been employed to do. By all accounts he is a good husband, father and family man. He's law abiding and contributes to society. He may have strong political views, but who hasn't? Even if he does - and there is little evidence to suggest they are manifest in his day-to-day life, is that a crime in our democratic environment? I'm certain he isn't plotting to blow up or lynch anyone opposed to his way of life, as some are.

I see no evidence of Swindon Town being hung up to dry in the national press when he was appointed manager there, so why is it suddenly okay to vilify the entire North-East of England and intimate they are Fascist racists and should be boycotted?

I see a man who's words and actions are cherry-picked and taken out of context. I see a man who has been accused of many things of which nothing is proven. I see a family man being hunted. I see a specific region of England being targeted. I see a journalist casting the first stone in the glass house he occupies, because he appears hell-bent with inciting riot at every stadium Paolo Di Canio visits with his team.

That's what I call dangerously extreme, Mr Hodges and you should be ashamed of yourself.

ps, the fact that I'm a Sunderland fan has nothing to do with this. I think Di Canio is ill equipped in terms of experience to manage a club playing at the highest level of football and I was sad to hear O'Neill had been sacked. I do feel, however, that his passion for the game and his motivational skills will soon win us all over. He is a breath of fresh air to fans who seek passion and commitment from players on the field of play and I wish him well.

Any man who says he has fire in his belly and would have swam to Sunderland to take the job strikes a light in me. I like what I've seen of him and feel he deserves a chance.

I will judge you by what you say you are and do, rather than what others say you are and do...in a non-judgemental way.

Welcome to Sunderland, Paolo and don't be put off by all the flack. I don't expect anything against Chelsea or Everton, but look forward to the rest...especially Newcastle!

pps, I was glad to see Miliband resign...politics isn't the issue, here.

Just realised that I'm back from France to exchange contracts on a house we are buying in the North-East the day before Sunderland play Newcastle away...I'll be there to see them win...and if they don't, I know they will have given everything and will proudly sing. The manager will ensure they give 110%...it's all we ever ask.


Tuesday, March 19, 2013

Why am I not surprised?

Endless days of sorting and packing and dealing with solicitors. The clock is ticking and there is still seemingly too much to do.

Yesterday I tried to arrange our settee and easy chair to be cleaned under the agreement we had when we bought it. The sofa has a minor stain and we thought it best to have it cleaned professionally before selling it.They apparently don't clean the whole sofa and you have to identify any stain or mark along with who had the accident and when. According to paperwork, we had until 2014 to take advantage of our right to have the work done. In short, there are so many restrictions and questions which are virtually impossible to answer that any possibility I might have satisfaction is nothing short of a pipe dream. It was truly laughable and I finished up giving them a piece of my mind and a clean set of heels.

I managed to clean the area myself without it affecting the surrounding material, but the stain of this company's deceit has left an indelible mark on me. Be warned anyone who has seemingly bought protection and peace of mind.

They have joined my ever growing list of morally bankrupt organisations and individuals who are doing their best to sway me from my opinion that people are basically good.

Tuesday, March 05, 2013

A Sure Bet

People bet with money they can ill afford in the vain hope of beating the odds that are so obviously stacked against them.

A great deal of insurance  is something you pay but can ill afford, knowing (and hoping) that the odds are sufficiently stacked against you for any sort of return.

You can bet on me having unkind feelings about both professions.

Here's a few more...

B - - - - - s
B - - - - - - s
S - - - - - - - - s
A - - - - - - - - - s
T - - - - - - - s

I reckon to be an angry old codger, because I have a long, long list of things that irritate me. Thankfully, it isn't as long as the list that pleases me.

I'm currently deciding on whether I should get involved with paying for searches on a property that have previously been carried out...several times.

Someone in authority decided to give such searches a shelf life, thus forcing all but cash buyers to pay for new ones. As a Cash buyer, they are strongly encouraging me to pay again, even though an insurance policy at a fraction of the price would cover all eventualities.

I do get tired of people who continually say 'What if...?"

Whatever!

Friday, February 22, 2013

Reality




As it appears to be common knowledge now, I thought I'd offer this post of confirmation.  The photo says it all. We are almost homeless!  Thankfully, we are about to have a Kirsty & Phil experience, courtesy of Chris & Juli, so perhaps all is not lost.

No, we aren't cutting and running off permanently to France just yet, although a decent break is certainly on the cards. We expect to still visit mum and family on a regular basis...it's just a longer journey.

The house took just over a week to sell, and hopefully it will all be tied up very soon, as the buyer's survey seems to have not thrown up any problems.

Everything is going like a dream at the moment and we keep expecting something to go wrong.

There are a million and one jobs to take care of which, thankfully, takes our minds off the sale. Since Christmas the whole house has been decorated and two lofts emptied. De-cluttering gives us a great feeling of accomplishment.

On a more pessimistic note...it hasn't escaped my attention that as I celebrate my 61st birthday, the government have moved the goalposts yet again and I won't receive my bus pass until 6th January next year. I swear they are following me.

Update...
We had a great time in Sunderland although it was a shock to have so much snow in such a short time. We looked at lots of properties in different areas and narrowed them down to two, one of which we made an offer that was accepted yesterday.

It'll likely be a few years before we live in it, but at least it's ours and will be producing an income in the meantime.

Our thanks go to Chris and Juli...they did fantastic research and were brilliant on the day. We had a lovely time even though by the time we arrived home (after 10pm) we were absolutely beat.


Monday, February 18, 2013

Inching forward

It's actually happening. The house sale is progressing nicely and pretty soon we'll be on our way. In the meantime I'm here in the gallery painting in the window. We've moved from the shop next door and everything has been a bit hectic.Thankfully, everything is more organised now and the internet is available again.

Wednesday, December 05, 2012

Gone But Not Forgotten...

No, she's not gone gone...just gone. My mother in law has been at Hatzfeld House for a week now, yet I still find myself instinctively wanting to make breakfast for her. She is coping more than we are by all accounts. I know it isn't cool to say so, but I'm quite looking forward to visiting her tonight.

Wednesday, October 24, 2012

Lord Help Us

After working and paying into the system all our lives, this is what one of our privileged peers has to contribute. My blood temperature rises and is in danger of erupting. Lord, help us...because this one won't.
http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-politics-20044862