It was at Knebworth. Neither of them had heard of Jimmy Seed.
A lot of addicks haven't either.
So all these Charlton fans sit there in the North, East and West stands looking at the name above the Jimmy Seed Stand and don’t know who he is ? I’ll grant you there are probably a few youngsters who might not but that’s not what you meant.
When I was about 18 I went through a phase of collecting reptiles, I had a 6-8ft Indian python and a smaller Royal Python, anyway one hot summer I decided to let them out in the garden to soak up some sun, I had done this many time before, no problems at all until it was time to put them back in their vivariums, the smaller snake was no problem, but when it came to the big bugger, he weren't having any of it. He tried to get away, this was unsuccessful, so then snakes shit all over you and it bastard stinks, I was still holding on to him, he was solid muscle and strong as hell. So then he started striking me and kept biting and striking all the while trying to coil around me. I eventually (somehow) wrestled him into his vivarium, where for the next 5 minutes he protested and was going garrity. My brother drove me to St Nicks Hospital, I believe they had an A and E then, and they counted 52 puncture marks in my hands and arms. I had (it seemed like) every nurse and doctor in the hospital popping over to see me while I was being fixed up, the attention from the nurses was very welcome, from this then, young man.
Steve Irwin, I am not. Er...or perhaps I am...?
A postscript to this one, is that I sold the big snake to the pet shop in Nuxley Village, he asked me if it is was OK, I said yes no problem, but about a week later I was walking past and he rushed out the shop to tell me the snake had bitten him.....!
It was at Knebworth. Neither of them had heard of Jimmy Seed.
A lot of addicks haven't either.
So all these Charlton fans sit there in the North, East and West stands looking at the name above the Jimmy Seed Stand and don’t know who he is ? I’ll grant you there are probably a few youngsters who might not but that’s not what you meant.
I meant there are layers of knowledge in fans. Many take little interest in stuff that happened before their time. And, let's face it, Jimmy Seed's time at Charlton ended in 1956.
It was at Knebworth. Neither of them had heard of Jimmy Seed.
A lot of addicks haven't either.
So all these Charlton fans sit there in the North, East and West stands looking at the name above the Jimmy Seed Stand and don’t know who he is ? I’ll grant you there are probably a few youngsters who might not but that’s not what you meant.
I meant there are layers of knowledge in fans. Many take little interest in stuff that happened before their time. And, let's face it, Jimmy Seed's time at Charlton ended in 1956.
During Euro 96 I was working as a volunteer for the FA.
On the Friday before the opening match, I collected the kit for the first game against Switz, drove it to (old) Wembley and placed each of the bags under a peg in the dressing room. Each bag had a post-it note with the player's name on it - very professional for a national team playing at home!
During Euro 96 I was working as a volunteer for the FA.
On the Friday before the opening match, I collected the kit for the first game against Switz, drove it to (old) Wembley and placed each of the bags under a peg in the dressing room. Each bag had a post-it note with the player's name on it - very professional for a national team playing at home!
We won.
Imagine the embarrassment if you had turned up at the New Wembley !!
Actually I just found out I have a third sister but to my relief her name isn’t Lorraine. However I also found that I have another 4 brothers to go with the three I already had.
Actually I just found out I have a third sister but to my relief her name isn’t Lorraine. However I also found that I have another 4 brothers to go with the three I already had.
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When I was about 18 I went through a phase of collecting reptiles, I had a 6-8ft Indian python and a smaller Royal Python, anyway one hot summer I decided to let them out in the garden to soak up some sun, I had done this many time before, no problems at all until it was time to put them back in their vivariums, the smaller snake was no problem, but when it came to the big bugger, he weren't having any of it. He tried to get away, this was unsuccessful, so then snakes shit all over you and it bastard stinks, I was still holding on to him, he was solid muscle and strong as hell. So then he started striking me and kept biting and striking all the while trying to coil around me. I eventually (somehow) wrestled him into his vivarium, where for the next 5 minutes he protested and was going garrity.
My brother drove me to St Nicks Hospital, I believe they had an A and E then, and they counted 52 puncture marks in my hands and arms. I had (it seemed like) every nurse and doctor in the hospital popping over to see me while I was being fixed up, the attention from the nurses was very welcome, from this then, young man.
Steve Irwin, I am not. Er...or perhaps I am...?
A postscript to this one, is that I sold the big snake to the pet shop in Nuxley Village, he asked me if it is was OK, I said yes no problem, but about a week later I was walking past and he rushed out the shop to tell me the snake had bitten him.....!
Many take little interest in stuff that happened before their time. And, let's face it, Jimmy Seed's time at Charlton ended in 1956.
;-)
On the Friday before the opening match, I collected the kit for the first game against Switz, drove it to (old) Wembley and placed each of the bags under a peg in the dressing room. Each bag had a post-it note with the player's name on it - very professional for a national team playing at home!
We won.
Yeah draw, players said later they were put off by the post it notes
Still think it should’ve been done though.
I then argued with Sasa all night about who had done more for who and who should buy the drinks all night.
Needless to say I didn't let him spend a penny.
Wow. tough crowd.