I’ve been writing Post Match Rambles since 2004 and most of the stuff I write is absolute bollocks but it’s my bollocks and it’s from the heart.
I have an eerily spooky sense of direction; it’s like a 6th sense. In fact a lot of folk have likened me to a modern day Christopher Columbus…hang on! Didn’t he end up in a different place to where he intended to be? Hmm…maybe that’s not a bad likeness then. Before I got the satnav there weren’t many towns in the UK that I hadn’t passed through on the way to a Wednesday away game…not always en-route.
Once I got the satnav my sense of direction went a bit astray…OK, OK…maybe before that, but before I got the satnav one place I hadn’t visited was Bolton. Now it seems every other away day I end up there…I’ve also visited the same cul-de-sac in Southampton far more times than anyone should have.
After an argument too many me and the satnav don’t speak anymore, TBH it’s for the best.
Besides being the master of direction finding as you can see I have wonderful hair. It’s the talk of many a jealous conversation and YES! It IS natural…I get my lovely blonde hue from the Swedish side of my family the Beasstiessonss.