Author: Gavin Dimmock
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#12. “Leavin’ Today, Yes I’m On My Way…”
Thursday saw the closing of this January’s football transfer window. Get your deals done by 2300 hours G.M.T. and you’re good to go. Any later and you’ll have to wait until the summer. I remember football before “transfer windows”; a time when clubs could buy, sell and loan players at any stage of the season.…
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#11. “Down A Dead End Street…”
Pre-Match: Traversing the M62 is swiftly becoming a task as arduous as any Odysseus undertook on his own epic journey. Truth be told, driving along that asphalt route over the Pennines has long been a tiresome journey. On Sunday evening it excelled itself in its ability to sap the spirit from even the most upbeat…
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#10. “Never Seen You Shine So Bright…”
The Lionesses were back the weekend just gone. By ‘eck, I sure did miss ‘em! Of course, when I say The Lionesses, I also include players of every nation currently playing in the Women’s Super League (WSL). The league shuts down from mid-December to mid-January each year. This break allows the players time to rest…
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#9. “Let’s Go Listen To The Night Train…”
I am scribbling a few lines ahead of going to Granddaughter-No1’s birthday party. I have to act swiftly when the muse strikes or risk losing these wordy nuggets which I’m sure you are all so eager to read. So, before I pop out to munch sarnies and birthday cake – and to see little Emilia,…
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#8. “Let’s Spend The Night Together…”
Two very exciting things connected with our DadLadTour Euro25 occurred yesterday. Bear in mind I got silly giddy at the promise of a “boxed breakfast to go” in an earlier blog entry (Ep. 5. “The Wind Beneath My Wings’, Wednesday 8th January 2025). So, I hope you’re not anticipating genuinely exciting news in what follows.…
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#7. “The Wheels On The Bus…”
Did you know it took Odysseus ten years to make his way home to Ithaca after he and his Greek pals sacked Troy? Imagine, a whole decade to travel just 565 nautical miles (approximately 650 land miles.) That’s quite a meandering route with some serious stop-overs along the way. The actual siege of Troy lasted…
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#6. “Know When To Walk Away…”
I am not a gambling man. The whole betting kerfuffle has simply never appealed. Watching a football, or rugby or cricket, match – these are my three favourite sports – for the entertainment, joy and excitement they bring me is what I enjoy. Cheering my team(s) to victory gives me enough of a kick. I’m…
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#5. “The Wind Beneath My Wings…”
I may have made a few nods towards Grecian things in earlier posts. Here’s another glance in that direction…..hubris. It comes from the Ancient Greek word ὕβρις (húbris), and refers to “pride and insolence.” In ancient times, hubris was a super serious crime – and most definitely a “no-no” for people to show. Anyone who…
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4. “How much is that doggy…?”
The new year begins as the old one ended, with rain coming down like stair-rods. The mutts refuse to go outside on their own and, in order to encourage/supervise, I stand in the rain with them. None of us wanting be out in the deluge. We all get soaked and eighteen wet feet leave prints…
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#3. “I’m Walking In The Air…”
1st Half. Tuesday begins with Sarah nudging me. “Coffee.” she says. The aroma lures me from slumber and I prop myself on one elbow to take a sip. I hear Sarah say something about Bethany wanting a picture of my passport. The caffeine hasn’t yet worked its magic. “What? Why?” “For booking flights.” “I’ll send…
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