Friday, 31 July 2015

Birkenhead Brewery

Another month slips by, and a very strange one it was, certainly from the weather perspective. It was scorching hot early on which made people wonder why they went abroad all the time. Then it went wet, wild and cold, and we all realised why we go abroad.

Unfortunately the overseas market has been literally blown out of the water in the aftermath of the Tunisia beach massacre, and add to that the critical situation surrounding ferry and train travel from France and it is no fun being a holidaymaker at the moment. SWMBO and her family are off on their Clampitts holiday to Egypt in a couple of weeks and Tim has just had two weeks in Bulgaria mso some of the family will see some sand,  sea and sangria.

The football and rugby season's are soon upon us, and the death of Peter O'Sullevan this week has netted the Twickenham RFC steward a pretty penny in the death list lottery.  Free pint from Dennis then!

Golf continues at a pace as I am still in two knockout competitions which have entered their quarter final stages, and there are five seniors matches still to play. Wallasey hosted the Carris Trophy a couple of weeks ago which is the U16 English strokeplay competition. Some of the players were very accomplished, and with Jose Maria Olazabal and Justin Rose as previous winners there may well be a future tour pro or two in the field.

The Ashes test series has been a bit up and down. We went to the Saturday at Lord's by train. That made it a ling day, and the cricket was probably some of the dullest in the series so far. At £100 per ticket we are going to think seriously about continuing the tradition. it would be a hard one to make as SWMBO and I have been going for nigh on 25 years, and I first went with my Dad in 1962 and have not missed many Saturday's ever since.
I am taking my mate Peter to Old Trafford in August for a day night 50 over game, Lancs v Glamorgan and that's £19 a ticket. It will be his first live match so looking forward to it.

We ended the month in style last night when we went to the Peerless Brewery pop up pub. All their ales and stouts were £2 a pint and one of Kierans friends, Ross, just back from Hong Kong, was on a mission to have a pint of all eight draught beers available. Good on him

So fairly routine in July, I wonder what August will have to offer.

Friday, 3 July 2015

Walk Tall

I played golf yesterday with my good friend Cookie. He called up to suggest we played and I was able to fit in. I then started thinking how long ago we had last seen each other, and it must have been nearly a year.
The thing about long standing friends is that you can just slip into their company almost seamlessly, regardless of the time between meetings. we certainly did not lack for things to talk about during our four hours on the course.
He did remind me, however, that I was once more delinquent on my blog, and one post during May and  none in June is certainly  poor form considering what we have been up to. 
That said, I played golf sixteen times in May, including a great week in the North of Ireland for the Causeway golf challenge. I met up with Chris Campbell and Chris Finden-Browne, friends from my IBM days, and much like yesterday with Cookie, the chemistry was still there and we had a great week. We played Ballyliffin in Donegal as well as Portrush, Castlerock and Ballycastle. I had a chat with Darren Clarke, the Ryder Cup captain elect, at Portrush as he parked next to me in his white BMW i8. Very impressive.
Chris C-F and I  managed to finish in the top 50 out of a field of over 600 so we felt very pleased with ourselves about that.

Liverpool also hosted the rendezvous of the 'Three Queens' on the late May Bank Holiday as Cunard celebrated their 175th anniversary. SWMBO and I saw them line up to enter the Mersey from the 4th tee at Wallasey golf club before hot footing it to Birkenhead to see them salute the Liverpool coastline. The Red Arrows then saluted them with a quick flypast on their way to Blackpool air show. Initial reports indicate the weekend generated some £22m for the local economy.

During June I participated in a sculpture workshop near Nantwich which took place over two days at a secret garden called Mount Pleasant. I carved a hand out of a lump of limestone and it now cradles a pot of plants in the garden. It was very gratifying to be able to produce something in such a short time, but certainly showed how much patience a sculptor needs to have to execute their art.

A couple of weeks ago it was the turn of the Oxton Society to take centre stage as they held their secret gardens event. I had hoped to have the 'S Club' in residence for that, but a combination of work commitments and event clashes meant that only 'off the record' Dick turned up on his way back from Scotland. We had a good craic and drank a variety of beers and red wine before he went off to Liverpool on the Monday to do some work.

Finally we took number one grand-daughter to London for number two grand-daughters birthday, a flying visit just for the day. Ava and Sofia certainly enjoyed each others company and it is a relationship we must continue to nurture.

And now we are into July where we have SWMBO's birthday to celebrate, our wedding anniversary and a leaving do for number two son, Kieran as he is off to a new school in September. He is moving from a 600 pupil all girls school with no Sixth form to a 1400 pupil mixed school where he can start to teach A-level. It means he will need to travel further so he is taking driving lessons, at last. I just stay off the road on those occasions!

The golf club are hosting the Carris trophy during the month. It's an event for U16 male golfers and is played over three days. It numbers Justin Rose as a previous winner.

So not much spare time to do any secret shopping or e-bay stuff, but certainly time to catch up with some more ex-work colleagues in a week or so in Liverpool for a serious lunch.Problem is I am on the 07:45 train to London the next day for the Lords Ashes test match.

In the words of Val Doonican, the singer, , who sadly died yesterday, I'm Gonna Get There Somehow !