Beatles 10, Stones 7
Lentil Soup 10, Leek & Potato Soup 2
Christmas 0, Birthday 4
Roeder 1, Pardew 2
Bergman 10, Almodovar 6
Antiperspirant 0, Trust Deodorant 8
Curb Your Enthusiasm 10, Lead Balloon 0
Paolo Nutini 0, Amy Winehouse 0
Ghent 8, Bruges 8
Ashes 0, Champions' League 0
Harvester 3, Victorian Restaurant 1
One score draw, two no-score draws.
Possible jackpot.
Is postmodernism to blame?
2 days ago
I think Amy Winegum could have pulled off an away win if she'd only agreed to go back into rehab.
ReplyDeleteAlso there is something vaguely appropriate about a "wet blanket" cheering on a trouncing home win for "curb your enthusiasm".
'Christmas 0 Birthday 4'
ReplyDeleteDarn I'd predicted match cancelled due to lack of interest there.
"Ghent 8, Bruges 8"
ReplyDeleteWhat happened to Antwerp?
Murph - Winegum and Nutella should really have scored one each because both can be sung in the pub singer style. One-all for comedic value, then.
ReplyDeleteRealdoc - The trouble with December birthdays is that Jesus gets all the attention. He let in so many goals because he's a very static keeper.
Billy - Antwerp drew eight all with Bruges about three years ago. You can't beat Belgian cities.
Leek and potato soup is always disappointing isn't it?? I expect it to be like runnier actual mashed potato and it's always too watery. A real let down on a chilly winter day...
ReplyDelete~goes to find out where she can purchase 'a life'~
I assume it's Ingmar and not Ingrid.
ReplyDeleteI'd still give Pedro my perfect 10.
Violet - Leek and potato just don't go together. The only soup to rival lentil is pumpkin.
ReplyDeleteKaz - Ingrid would score 10 in a different match. I prefer the Swede's solidity to the Spaniard's flair.
Yes, Geoff. I had my Dad's pumpkin soup this evening and it's stupendously good. That'll be up from the conference next season, no doubt.
ReplyDeleteTrotters 4, Hammers 0
ReplyDeleteA PIG of a score.
Sorry Geoff, we lost as well!
Richard - Pumpkin's in the Premiership. Just thrashed carrot & coriander.
ReplyDeleteKaz - We're dead meat till Eggy brings down his axe.