Wednesday, April 11, 2007
Easter
Well Easter has been and gone. Enjoyed some of it. Some of it was rubbish.
Friday did a bit of a crawl of Clapham Junction. Both the Falcon and Windsor Castle were cheap rounds so either place wouldn’t be a bad place to meet, bearing in mind most south London trains go through this place. We ended up is self proclaimed indie place Project Orange. Surprisingly quiet, although being Good Friday may explain it, this was a giid palce tp spend an evening. Good music being played and a youngish clientele about to chat without too much shouting.
Saturday I went to Luton for Southamptons second away win on the trot. Luton has a mix of crap pubs but managed to find two pretty good ones. The Castle just off the high street is a rock type place with a decent jukebox and quiz machine. A bit more obscurely placed was the Black Horse, a real ale place with a pool table and nice outdoor rear. The game was memorable only for Sagnowskis fantastic volley for Saints second. In the evening made it back to Kensington where Rhino, the bassist from Status Quo was doing a solo show. Just prior to this in the pub next door I ‘treated’ people to a karoke version of Slade’s Mama Weer All Crazee Now. The middle bit was ok but next time I do karoke some more thought may need going into the choice of song rather than picking the first good one you see.
Rhino was pretty good. We met him on the door which was good of him! He joked that it would be worse than last time. The set was mainly his own stuff, but he did an instrumental of Quo’s Paper Plane allowing an audience sing along.
Didn’t do much Sunday. Saw bits of the cricket and the finale of the golf. I do actually like watching the US masters final day. Alas, Britains Justin Rose choked at the 17th hole meaning a relatively unknown Zac Johnson won form the USA.
Monday, after some shopping (everywhere was closed on the Sunday) I decided against five hours on a train as Basingstoke station was closed and I watched Saints defeat to Sunderland in the Butterchurn. We were a bit unlucky to lose and the play-offs are going to be difficult to get to. A quiet evening was had like most of this week actually. Chance to do a bit of overtime at work, boring I know.
Friday did a bit of a crawl of Clapham Junction. Both the Falcon and Windsor Castle were cheap rounds so either place wouldn’t be a bad place to meet, bearing in mind most south London trains go through this place. We ended up is self proclaimed indie place Project Orange. Surprisingly quiet, although being Good Friday may explain it, this was a giid palce tp spend an evening. Good music being played and a youngish clientele about to chat without too much shouting.
Saturday I went to Luton for Southamptons second away win on the trot. Luton has a mix of crap pubs but managed to find two pretty good ones. The Castle just off the high street is a rock type place with a decent jukebox and quiz machine. A bit more obscurely placed was the Black Horse, a real ale place with a pool table and nice outdoor rear. The game was memorable only for Sagnowskis fantastic volley for Saints second. In the evening made it back to Kensington where Rhino, the bassist from Status Quo was doing a solo show. Just prior to this in the pub next door I ‘treated’ people to a karoke version of Slade’s Mama Weer All Crazee Now. The middle bit was ok but next time I do karoke some more thought may need going into the choice of song rather than picking the first good one you see.
Rhino was pretty good. We met him on the door which was good of him! He joked that it would be worse than last time. The set was mainly his own stuff, but he did an instrumental of Quo’s Paper Plane allowing an audience sing along.
Didn’t do much Sunday. Saw bits of the cricket and the finale of the golf. I do actually like watching the US masters final day. Alas, Britains Justin Rose choked at the 17th hole meaning a relatively unknown Zac Johnson won form the USA.
Monday, after some shopping (everywhere was closed on the Sunday) I decided against five hours on a train as Basingstoke station was closed and I watched Saints defeat to Sunderland in the Butterchurn. We were a bit unlucky to lose and the play-offs are going to be difficult to get to. A quiet evening was had like most of this week actually. Chance to do a bit of overtime at work, boring I know.