Pearl necklaces and other chokers......



OK,I have added the GoGB latest set of rules within the link to the cast...please take a look and any additions are most welcome! Just email me from the link or drop a comment in.



So farewell then Holland.......nothing else to say except that all football stuff will now appear on the ChelseaBoy link which I have added to the side. This is my new area where the Chelsea and football stuff will reside whilst this blog will just continue with my inane ramblings and rantings.



So farewell then...Timbo..,Henners....President of the All English Chokers Club. I did fucking tell you all this would happen. This man (sic) is without doubt the undisputed king of the chokers. No-one compares to him. Every year he says "I can win" in that whiny fucking voice, every year the wimpiest pumping fist comes into action (I've seen sites about that!) and every year loads of dumb arsed, stupid, gullible middle class housewives and bored fucking students turn up at Wimpledon (pun intended) to cheer this absolute Mr Nice Guy No Hoper fucking loser on, when for the rest of the fucking year they couldn't give two shits about Tennis or Tosser Tim.



And every fucking year he loses.



As for these so called fans, and this apparent Henmania, well I don't see them avidly travelling the world to watch their once a year choker , unlike our heroic long suffering football, cricket and rugby fans. Nah, once a year they make their way to Henman Hill in the increasingly faint and desperate hope that he might win. Nope,it ain't gonna happen. Still, as we will no doubt hear and read over the next few days..there's always next year. No doubt we'll keep wheeling out the real winners such as McEnroe or Becker to reassure us long suffering English fans (coz the Scots, Welsh and Irish sure as hell don't give a shit about him)that we can have a winner. We really are a desperate nation, clinging onto any faint hope that some sort of sporting prowess will make us love ourselves again, and make the world like us again.



Perhaps if we stopped thinking we were the dogs bollocks and had a divine right to win things that might help. Perhaps if we stopped sticking our nose into other peoples business that might help. Perhaps if we embraced other nations instead of treating them as "Johnny Foreigners" that might help. Better still, if we dropped the notion of honourable unlucky heroic failures from our national pysche and adopted the US/Aussie/German....frankly the rest of the world mentality that WINNING IS EVERYTHING instead of bringing our kids up, like we were bought up to believe that taking part, and doing your best was honourable enough, then we might start winning things. And people might like us for more than our spending power again. Just a thought.



Still laughing about the nature of Big Chiefs departure...proof that what goes around..comes around. Proof also that Seagull Management, whereby you fly in, screech loudly, shit on people and then fly off will eventually rebound at some point. Because at some point you'll shit on an Eagle (nice USA link Jack!)and they will always fucking beat a Seagull.



Please also have a look at the Diamond Geezer link because tis is the dogs danglies of blogs at the moment. Diamond Geezer obviously has more time than me. I can only aspire to this level of blogging.



Later, GrocerJack