We are half way through our short break in Barbados and up to now it has been anything but dull! The usual room rearrangement was interesting as initially one couple had a suite and the other had the spare box room but they were on different floors. The hotel then came up with a cunning plan to put us in a double suite with a sea view on the floor below. That sounded a good plan until we came back from breakfast find the door would not open. This was when it became necessary to paraphrase Michael Caine as angle grinders and power drills came to the fore. That didn't work so a ladder was brought in so the maintenance crew could get until the rooms via the balcony. After four hours we were back in the room, holiday back on track.
We were fortunate that Tuesday was a Bank Holiday here so the horse racing was moved accordingly. As a result of our room problems we we were guests of the hotel in their VIP tent. Two winners later and we were lined up for a free day. One jockey almost did a Frankie Dettori and had six of the eight winners. People in the known picket up an 800-1 accumulator in the quad forecast.
As can happen here, it dumped down with rain yesterday but it looks set fair for a bit of sea fishing tomorrow. No golf planned while Apes Hill is closed but the positive news is that it should reopen during 2021. Lets hope it is still affordable.
Coincidences still appear regularly. On this holiday I popped into the pavilion at Dover cricket club and there on the wall amongst pictures of famous West Indian cricketers was a presentation plaque from Old Parkonians, the local club to us in Oxton. They went in 1993. Continues to be a small world.
Thursday, 23 January 2020
Thursday, 16 January 2020
Full metal jacket
Well it's red actually, and every member of the Society of Liverpool Golf Captains has one. The tradition stems from the days when golfers played on common land and wore a red jacket to warn non-golfers that small hard spherical objects were flying around in their area. A bit like the armed forces raising red flags when they are having live firing practise in Aldershot or on Salisbury Plain. Some clubs still insist that their members wear a red outer garment when they are playing, in keeping with tradition.
It is said that when Bobby Jones, the eminent amateur golfer, was playing in and around Wallasey in the 1930's the image of the red jackets stayed with him so when he designed Augusta National and was looking for a suitable image for that Club, he thought of those red jackets. Red was associated in the Southern USA with the English during the civil war, so he opted for Green which was more acceptable being linked as it was to the Confederate army.
Anyway, today I went for my fitting at the local tailor in Hamilton Square, Birkenhead. The tailor, Mr Marchini, was in the middle of making a red jacket for the incoming captain of another local club but was plaeased to pause and measure me up. I opted out of the trousers so was spared the question regarding which way I dress!!
The grandson of the tailor used to go to school with our youngest grandaughter, Ava, and they used to go to his house for home made pizza nights, after school. It really is a very small world.
So in a few weeks I will be back for a fitting and then it will be displayed in public at the Spring dinner in early April. The first person to say 'which circus do you belong to' will almost get a laugh. Ho, ho ho!
It is said that when Bobby Jones, the eminent amateur golfer, was playing in and around Wallasey in the 1930's the image of the red jackets stayed with him so when he designed Augusta National and was looking for a suitable image for that Club, he thought of those red jackets. Red was associated in the Southern USA with the English during the civil war, so he opted for Green which was more acceptable being linked as it was to the Confederate army.
The grandson of the tailor used to go to school with our youngest grandaughter, Ava, and they used to go to his house for home made pizza nights, after school. It really is a very small world.
So in a few weeks I will be back for a fitting and then it will be displayed in public at the Spring dinner in early April. The first person to say 'which circus do you belong to' will almost get a laugh. Ho, ho ho!
Tuesday, 14 January 2020
Captain obvious
I started this blog in 1997 and now enter the 14th year of spewing out trivia concerning me, my family and friends. I started it to try to outline the trials and tribulations of selling a house in London with a view to moving full time to the Wirral. I was still working at the time and the house move, sporting events and work experiences meant I was able to blog more than once a week on average. More recently though the variety in my life has reduced and consequently my blog entries have dropped to below one a week.
I get the feeling that the trend is about to reverse,
Yesterday I was formally announced as the 2020-21 captain-elect for Wallasey Golf Club with a start date as Captain for March. I am finding it hard to put into words how big an honour this is. Wallasey is recognised as a seriuosly good course and is ranked in the top 100 courses in England. It's a senior member club within the Society of Liverpool Golf Clubs, and as Captain I join that elite band. I immediately get 27 new chums and SWMBO becomes part of the ladies section. My diary less than 24 hours after the announcement is already starting to fill with events and competitions to which I have been invited. It's going to be a busy year.
When I moved to the Wirral, I knew almost nobody except SWMBO's extended family and some of her friends. Their husbands were really my only drinking partners. I took a punt by applying to join Wallasey golf club and they very kindly popped me on the wait list for about 15 months before inviting me to interview. The process I went through to arrive at Wallasey as my preferred destination is documented somewhere in the blog around 2009, but what a great decision it was.
The golf club welcomed me with open arms, no heirs and graces were evident, and there was me expecting a South of England elitist attitude. Many of the members live locally in the Wallasey and New Brighton area and the Club has a comfortable feel to it. It was certainly my rock on which our whole Wirral life was built. I have little doubt it was the main reason I managed to stay and thrive op North, and now that they have given me the ultimate badge of acceptance, I will be able to pay them back for their faith in the coming months and years to come.
There will be stories and tales to fill the pages of my blog for weeks to come, and ,as one ex-Captain said, 'It's the present which keeps on giving'. Happy Chistmas to me!!
I get the feeling that the trend is about to reverse,
Yesterday I was formally announced as the 2020-21 captain-elect for Wallasey Golf Club with a start date as Captain for March. I am finding it hard to put into words how big an honour this is. Wallasey is recognised as a seriuosly good course and is ranked in the top 100 courses in England. It's a senior member club within the Society of Liverpool Golf Clubs, and as Captain I join that elite band. I immediately get 27 new chums and SWMBO becomes part of the ladies section. My diary less than 24 hours after the announcement is already starting to fill with events and competitions to which I have been invited. It's going to be a busy year.
When I moved to the Wirral, I knew almost nobody except SWMBO's extended family and some of her friends. Their husbands were really my only drinking partners. I took a punt by applying to join Wallasey golf club and they very kindly popped me on the wait list for about 15 months before inviting me to interview. The process I went through to arrive at Wallasey as my preferred destination is documented somewhere in the blog around 2009, but what a great decision it was.
The golf club welcomed me with open arms, no heirs and graces were evident, and there was me expecting a South of England elitist attitude. Many of the members live locally in the Wallasey and New Brighton area and the Club has a comfortable feel to it. It was certainly my rock on which our whole Wirral life was built. I have little doubt it was the main reason I managed to stay and thrive op North, and now that they have given me the ultimate badge of acceptance, I will be able to pay them back for their faith in the coming months and years to come.
There will be stories and tales to fill the pages of my blog for weeks to come, and ,as one ex-Captain said, 'It's the present which keeps on giving'. Happy Chistmas to me!!
Friday, 27 December 2019
Tempus Fugit
Goodness me, this time last week I was boarding an aircraft for Geneva to visit our oldest son, Tim and the two Swiss based grandchildren. This was nothing new for SWMBO and I, but on this occasion we were joined by their 4 cousins and Tim's siblings, Emma, Becky and Kieran. Jon and Hannah made up the travelling party.
The few days we were there went well. Ice skating and ice hockey training were the order of the day on the Saturday, followed by a mass meal in the restaurant in the village. We are becoming regulars there if going in consecutive December's counts as regular!!
Sunday we went off to Montreaux, home of the jazz festival, with the hope of taking the mountain train to Santa at about 2000 metres.
Sadly the high winds and blizzard conditions meant we were confined to the lake side and made do with the Christmas market and 'santa on a zip wire' Everybody did have a good time though and collapsed exhausted into bed.
Monday was an alternative Santa day. We went to his village outside Geneva and saw the 'bad' Santa house of Krampus complete with naughty children list, confiscated mobile phones and horrid vegetable soup.W e then went to Santa's workshop and saw the elves dining room, the toy workshop and decoration making production line before tip toeing through his bedroom as the big man with the beard was asleep before his big day ahead. The kids took this as read and it was a wonderful approach by the theme park as it saved a long cold queue for a gift and present, and nobody could say it was all a fake!!
It was then off to another restaurant in Geneva for a celebration of Emma's birthday before a train ride to the airport and back home to Scouseland. It really was a good few days but it did leave SWMBO a bit behind schedule in the Christmas prep stakes.
Christmas Day did go with a swing though. 14 adults and 6 kids for dinner and all very well behaved. Loads of presents were opened and given we only do limited presi's for the adults, we still haven't got the kids mix right. Boxing Day saw wall to wall footie on the TV to keep the lads quiet before it was off down the road for the big family party. Our turn to host it next year!! Everybody was in bed by midnight and the last of the stragglers have now left. I have done a tip run and normal service will soon be restored.
That said, we are off to a Thai Twixtmas meal later and meeting up with our good friend Marion so no early nights of lie in opportunities for a few days.
So Happy New Year to all my readers and here's to 2020, the year of the visionaries, geddit!?!
The few days we were there went well. Ice skating and ice hockey training were the order of the day on the Saturday, followed by a mass meal in the restaurant in the village. We are becoming regulars there if going in consecutive December's counts as regular!!
Sunday we went off to Montreaux, home of the jazz festival, with the hope of taking the mountain train to Santa at about 2000 metres.
Sadly the high winds and blizzard conditions meant we were confined to the lake side and made do with the Christmas market and 'santa on a zip wire' Everybody did have a good time though and collapsed exhausted into bed.
Monday was an alternative Santa day. We went to his village outside Geneva and saw the 'bad' Santa house of Krampus complete with naughty children list, confiscated mobile phones and horrid vegetable soup.W e then went to Santa's workshop and saw the elves dining room, the toy workshop and decoration making production line before tip toeing through his bedroom as the big man with the beard was asleep before his big day ahead. The kids took this as read and it was a wonderful approach by the theme park as it saved a long cold queue for a gift and present, and nobody could say it was all a fake!!
It was then off to another restaurant in Geneva for a celebration of Emma's birthday before a train ride to the airport and back home to Scouseland. It really was a good few days but it did leave SWMBO a bit behind schedule in the Christmas prep stakes.
Christmas Day did go with a swing though. 14 adults and 6 kids for dinner and all very well behaved. Loads of presents were opened and given we only do limited presi's for the adults, we still haven't got the kids mix right. Boxing Day saw wall to wall footie on the TV to keep the lads quiet before it was off down the road for the big family party. Our turn to host it next year!! Everybody was in bed by midnight and the last of the stragglers have now left. I have done a tip run and normal service will soon be restored.
That said, we are off to a Thai Twixtmas meal later and meeting up with our good friend Marion so no early nights of lie in opportunities for a few days.
So Happy New Year to all my readers and here's to 2020, the year of the visionaries, geddit!?!
Wednesday, 27 November 2019
This caps it all
I trawl through E-bay every now and then. it's a great insomnia cure. Generally I am looking for something to do with the house genealogy, works of art which have been incorrectly attributed or Twickenham RFC memorabilia. In the last few weeks I have had a couple of good results.
Firstly I picked up a little limited edition sketch book by Northern artist Harry Riley. Riley was a contemporary of L S Lowry and they knew each other well. Where as Lowry was renowned for his matchstick me, Riley was, and still is, a unique golf scene painter and commentator. The book I brought tracked Jack Nicklaus through his final two rounds at the Open championship at St Andrews. The commentary charts Jack's thinking as he decided that missing the cut at his final Open was the best thing to do as he could not face two more days of high drama and emotion, nor did he want to deflect from the actual winner and the reception he should get. Typical Jack Nicklaus to the end, every bit the gentleman.
That's two of Harold Rileys sketch books I now own.
Things then got a whole lot better when I noticed what looked like a Twickenham RFC honours cap from 1926 in the rugby memorabilia section. I did a bit of checking and found that indeed it was a genuine article. I contacted the lady to see if she would sell outside the auction, but she was keen to let it run. I contacted the club treasurer to see what price he would fund up to and then played a waiting game. I won it at about ten percent of the price it could have fetched and it is now in the clubhouse collection with its fellow cap's.
Two were awarded each year to first XV players who had an outstanding season, and that tradition still goes to this very day albeit the designs are slightly different. One such cap is the oldest relic the club has dated as 1897-98
The cap I obtained had the name Bishop inked in the label and a study of the team photograph for that year shows a gentleman of that name sitting in the front row. I love it when a plan comes together.
Firstly I picked up a little limited edition sketch book by Northern artist Harry Riley. Riley was a contemporary of L S Lowry and they knew each other well. Where as Lowry was renowned for his matchstick me, Riley was, and still is, a unique golf scene painter and commentator. The book I brought tracked Jack Nicklaus through his final two rounds at the Open championship at St Andrews. The commentary charts Jack's thinking as he decided that missing the cut at his final Open was the best thing to do as he could not face two more days of high drama and emotion, nor did he want to deflect from the actual winner and the reception he should get. Typical Jack Nicklaus to the end, every bit the gentleman.
That's two of Harold Rileys sketch books I now own.
Things then got a whole lot better when I noticed what looked like a Twickenham RFC honours cap from 1926 in the rugby memorabilia section. I did a bit of checking and found that indeed it was a genuine article. I contacted the lady to see if she would sell outside the auction, but she was keen to let it run. I contacted the club treasurer to see what price he would fund up to and then played a waiting game. I won it at about ten percent of the price it could have fetched and it is now in the clubhouse collection with its fellow cap's.
Two were awarded each year to first XV players who had an outstanding season, and that tradition still goes to this very day albeit the designs are slightly different. One such cap is the oldest relic the club has dated as 1897-98
Thursday, 21 November 2019
Jones the coach
I spent last night in the company of Eddie Jones, the England rugby coach. He is on a book signing tour and was booked into Thornton Hall Hotel for the evening. So very few people seemed to be aware that he was appearing and yet nearly 700 people turned, word of mouth seemed to do the trick for this one.
Lingans book shop in Heswall were the promoter of the event and they must have been very pleased with the turn-out, and the books that were sold.
Eddie had a stooge as his interview partner and he was walked through his life in Japan and Australia, his early rugby career and then his extensive coaching roles, most notably with Australia, Japan and England. He was also part of the South African coaching staff when they won the 'Mandella' World Cup in 1995..
He gave some interesting insights into modern coaching challenges, not least the varied and conflicting backgrounds which reside in the England camp.
All in all it was a very enjoyable evening, and if you get a chance to hear him speak, then take advantage of it
Lingans book shop in Heswall were the promoter of the event and they must have been very pleased with the turn-out, and the books that were sold.
Eddie had a stooge as his interview partner and he was walked through his life in Japan and Australia, his early rugby career and then his extensive coaching roles, most notably with Australia, Japan and England. He was also part of the South African coaching staff when they won the 'Mandella' World Cup in 1995..
He gave some interesting insights into modern coaching challenges, not least the varied and conflicting backgrounds which reside in the England camp.
All in all it was a very enjoyable evening, and if you get a chance to hear him speak, then take advantage of it
Monday, 18 November 2019
St Andrew
It was a big weekend for me, just past, as I had been asked by the current Wallasey Golf Club captain to speak at the St Andrews Dinner and propose the toast to him.
The St Andrews dinner is one of the most popular dinners on the circuit. It is attended exclusively by members of the golf club, is a black tie event, and signals the last formal dinner hosted by the 2019 captain. People have lived or died by the speech they have given.
The Spring dinner in April is the main externally focused event. The Captain invites fellow captains from other golf clubs, the Captain of the Royal Liverpool Golf Club (Hoylake) traditionally proposes a toast to Wallasey Golf Club, and a Wallasey member will then tell stories concerning the other invited guests.
The St Andrews is a lot more relaxed, until that is, one has to get up and speak. Many ex-speakers came over to me to offer advise, and I was invited into the pre-match drinks reception, so to speak, where ex-Captains also offered words of comfort.
Nothing prepares you though for the moment when you stand on your feet and the room goes hushed, except the work you have done yourself beforehand.
Now I was not first choice, but the original speaker got his availability wrong. He was courteous enough though to give me a copy of his speech, from which I was able to get an idea of the flow and timing. I wrote down ideas as I thought of them for many weeks prior to the event, and had some brutal editing sessions along the way. That said, the start of the speech only came to me in the car driving to the Club, and several chunks were removed as I sought shelter in the 'little room' during the evening meal.
I am pleased to report that the speech went down pretty well. There was a constant hum of amusement during it with several raucous moments.when I made some pointed remarks about the Club infrastructure. All in all the Captain and past Captains liked it, and many members came up afterwards to congratulate me.
So job done and onto 2020 to see what entertainment is in store at the Hot Pot supper.
The St Andrews dinner is one of the most popular dinners on the circuit. It is attended exclusively by members of the golf club, is a black tie event, and signals the last formal dinner hosted by the 2019 captain. People have lived or died by the speech they have given.
The Spring dinner in April is the main externally focused event. The Captain invites fellow captains from other golf clubs, the Captain of the Royal Liverpool Golf Club (Hoylake) traditionally proposes a toast to Wallasey Golf Club, and a Wallasey member will then tell stories concerning the other invited guests.
The St Andrews is a lot more relaxed, until that is, one has to get up and speak. Many ex-speakers came over to me to offer advise, and I was invited into the pre-match drinks reception, so to speak, where ex-Captains also offered words of comfort.
Nothing prepares you though for the moment when you stand on your feet and the room goes hushed, except the work you have done yourself beforehand.
Now I was not first choice, but the original speaker got his availability wrong. He was courteous enough though to give me a copy of his speech, from which I was able to get an idea of the flow and timing. I wrote down ideas as I thought of them for many weeks prior to the event, and had some brutal editing sessions along the way. That said, the start of the speech only came to me in the car driving to the Club, and several chunks were removed as I sought shelter in the 'little room' during the evening meal.
I am pleased to report that the speech went down pretty well. There was a constant hum of amusement during it with several raucous moments.when I made some pointed remarks about the Club infrastructure. All in all the Captain and past Captains liked it, and many members came up afterwards to congratulate me.
So job done and onto 2020 to see what entertainment is in store at the Hot Pot supper.
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