This shot was probably taken in the late 1980’s, and illustrates how mother earth continues to rotate.
|Daddy, Jonathan and Edward. It doesn’t matter where|
I will be 65 in another fortnight, and Edward, at the other end of the life-cycle is currently in the early days of an adventure, opening a splendid bar/eaterie within spitting distance of London’s St Paul,s, and Jonathan is now into his 4th year in New York, married to Alice since July 2014.
So where did I go wrong? Me, Wednesday till I die and my sons committed Spurs fans.
They didn’t have the value of foresight, for if they did they’d know that a multimillionaire from Thailand would buy the Wednesday earlier this year and propel them to world domination!
In my dreams anyway.
It’s a happy union, for Thailand has to contain the most gentle citizens on earth, undoubtedly because of the calming influence of Buddhism there.
The best investment so far has been the £1 million investment in a new pitch. The old one made a lottery out of too many matches.
I talked the other day about the unlikely marriage between beauty and the ugliness of reality.
Football can be very beautiful and I was reminded last weekend of the the exquisite talents of the precocious Stanley Bowles of QPR, now in his late 60’s.Why? Because he is now suffering ftom Alzheimer’s.
What a talent.