Post by Dave on Jan 16, 2010 16:27:25 GMT
Sorry for doing this a day late, but last night I just needed to spend the evening talking with Carol who was wide awake for a change. 
She works so hard during the day and rushes around at such a pace so its no surprise she just wears herself out and spends most of the evening asleep on the sofa.
Mind you I’m very content to just watch the TV and keep looking over at her as she always looks so peaceful when she is asleep, as soon as I see her chest rise as she breaths, I look back at the TV.
Only twice she has scared me half to death and thankful not recently, the first time it happened in the bathroom and the second time in the front room. Just standing there talking to me one second and then out cold on the floor the next, each time just lifeless for what seemed like a very long time. Both times it happened there was no one else at home and as I said it scared me as it was nothing I have ever experienced before.
A bit quieter on the forum this week than usual, but our dependable regular posters have played their part and many thanks to them and everyone who have added content to the forum this week.
Without any games to talk about we still do well and having boards like our programme room ensures we will always have great content added on the forum and content that will give others the joy of reading in the future.
This weeks winner has made some cracking posts on the forum before that I felt were worthy of winning the award before and so I’m pleased he has won it this week. He sure has let us know he loves the TFF and enjoys being a member on here and that is always pleasing for me to hear fellow members saying that.
This weeks winner is stefano
A few posts made by stefano
I think with football it has basically got to be when he wants to or has to for health / injury reasons. It is one of those games when most will have developed their passion for the game at primary school age in kickabouts with mates under the street lamps or those twenty a side games that Merse has mentioned a few times.
Most of those who go on to be professional players still retain that desire to play football when they can no longer remain at the level they have attained, and I have never thought any less of those who then continue playing at a much lower level, just to continue enjoying what has been the most significant thing in their lives for as long as they can remember. In fact if anything I admire them more for it.
I can remember the ex-Bristol City star John Atyeo taking everybody by surprise and announcing his retirement stating he wanted to go out at the top. As far as I know he didn't play again which is fine as that was his choice.
I think for most though they still get the urge when Saturday comes around (or since satellite tv Friday, Sunday, Monday or any other day of the week
)
Loads have gone on to play in the South Western League (albeit I accept still for money) or in the local leagues (normally for love of the game and not money). I can remember watching ex-Gull Ernie Pym playing for St Marychurch Spurs in the South Devon League and he really looked as though he was enjoying his game as much as he ever had. United trainer Mike Hickman used to play in the same side as me in the Torbay Sunday League, way below his standard but he never behaved as though it was and always seemed to enjoy it. Dick Edwards in the Torbay Wednesday League is another example.
The very talented Mark Loram always seemed to enjoy playing for Brixham Villa more than he enjoyed professional football, and maybe because with Villa he was playing in the way we all started, with his mates as fun.
Argyle favourite Gordon Nisbet was still playing in the South Western League at the age of 45, and I know it was without payment as I was the club secretary
, and he is still now playing about 15 games a season for the Argyle ex-professionals, at the age of 58! 
If playing football adds to the enjoyment of life then carry on for as long as is possible as, if not, the regrets not to have carried on will come when it is no longer possible
Don't know the ingredients though I would suspect it is in the name, or the cooking method but despite my liking now for brioche, freshly squeezed orange juice, and espresso I had many an Ulster Fry during a very happy twelve months in Belfast in 1979/80 (also I think with Soya bread or something like that).
Football wise I used to watch the nearest club to where I was staying Cliftonville and also used to go across the city to Windsor Park for Linfield (quite different supporters of the two clubs in respect of what was going on at that time and Linfield v Cliftonville was one of the more interesting games I saw). Also caught Glentoran a couple of times.
Football wise the most memorable thing for me is that it was where I saw my first International Games. For the 1980 European Championship the four home nations had been grouped together over two seasons for qualifying, plus the Republic of Ireland.
My first game was England winning 5-1 at Windsor Park, and a month later I saw what I believe was the first ever game between Northern Ireland and the Republic of Ireland (certainly the first competitive game). 1-0 win to Northern Ireland.
Apart from the football the most memorable thing about my stay was a visit to the Bushmills Whisky Distillery on the North Antrim coast, but the less said about that the better! ;D
I have been back a few times since for short visits the last time being about six years ago so I am overdue for a bit more 'craic'.
It's what I really like about this forum though .... a debate about breakfasts has got me rambling about fooball memories in Northern Ireland!!!
She works so hard during the day and rushes around at such a pace so its no surprise she just wears herself out and spends most of the evening asleep on the sofa.Mind you I’m very content to just watch the TV and keep looking over at her as she always looks so peaceful when she is asleep, as soon as I see her chest rise as she breaths, I look back at the TV.
Only twice she has scared me half to death and thankful not recently, the first time it happened in the bathroom and the second time in the front room. Just standing there talking to me one second and then out cold on the floor the next, each time just lifeless for what seemed like a very long time. Both times it happened there was no one else at home and as I said it scared me as it was nothing I have ever experienced before.
A bit quieter on the forum this week than usual, but our dependable regular posters have played their part and many thanks to them and everyone who have added content to the forum this week.
Without any games to talk about we still do well and having boards like our programme room ensures we will always have great content added on the forum and content that will give others the joy of reading in the future.
This weeks winner has made some cracking posts on the forum before that I felt were worthy of winning the award before and so I’m pleased he has won it this week. He sure has let us know he loves the TFF and enjoys being a member on here and that is always pleasing for me to hear fellow members saying that.
This weeks winner is stefano
A few posts made by stefano
I think with football it has basically got to be when he wants to or has to for health / injury reasons. It is one of those games when most will have developed their passion for the game at primary school age in kickabouts with mates under the street lamps or those twenty a side games that Merse has mentioned a few times.
Most of those who go on to be professional players still retain that desire to play football when they can no longer remain at the level they have attained, and I have never thought any less of those who then continue playing at a much lower level, just to continue enjoying what has been the most significant thing in their lives for as long as they can remember. In fact if anything I admire them more for it.
I can remember the ex-Bristol City star John Atyeo taking everybody by surprise and announcing his retirement stating he wanted to go out at the top. As far as I know he didn't play again which is fine as that was his choice.
I think for most though they still get the urge when Saturday comes around (or since satellite tv Friday, Sunday, Monday or any other day of the week
)Loads have gone on to play in the South Western League (albeit I accept still for money) or in the local leagues (normally for love of the game and not money). I can remember watching ex-Gull Ernie Pym playing for St Marychurch Spurs in the South Devon League and he really looked as though he was enjoying his game as much as he ever had. United trainer Mike Hickman used to play in the same side as me in the Torbay Sunday League, way below his standard but he never behaved as though it was and always seemed to enjoy it. Dick Edwards in the Torbay Wednesday League is another example.
The very talented Mark Loram always seemed to enjoy playing for Brixham Villa more than he enjoyed professional football, and maybe because with Villa he was playing in the way we all started, with his mates as fun.
Argyle favourite Gordon Nisbet was still playing in the South Western League at the age of 45, and I know it was without payment as I was the club secretary
, and he is still now playing about 15 games a season for the Argyle ex-professionals, at the age of 58! 
If playing football adds to the enjoyment of life then carry on for as long as is possible as, if not, the regrets not to have carried on will come when it is no longer possible
Jan 11, 2010 12:29:10 GMT @aussie said:
Is Fadge anything like bubble and squeak? Ingredients and cooking method would be rather good please! Also a picture of said Fadge for our drooling masses to salivate over! The food equivalent of porn I bet!Don't know the ingredients though I would suspect it is in the name, or the cooking method but despite my liking now for brioche, freshly squeezed orange juice, and espresso
I had many an Ulster Fry during a very happy twelve months in Belfast in 1979/80 (also I think with Soya bread or something like that).Football wise I used to watch the nearest club to where I was staying Cliftonville and also used to go across the city to Windsor Park for Linfield (quite different supporters of the two clubs in respect of what was going on at that time and Linfield v Cliftonville was one of the more interesting games I saw). Also caught Glentoran a couple of times.
Football wise the most memorable thing for me is that it was where I saw my first International Games. For the 1980 European Championship the four home nations had been grouped together over two seasons for qualifying, plus the Republic of Ireland.
My first game was England winning 5-1 at Windsor Park, and a month later I saw what I believe was the first ever game between Northern Ireland and the Republic of Ireland (certainly the first competitive game). 1-0 win to Northern Ireland.
Apart from the football the most memorable thing about my stay was a visit to the Bushmills Whisky Distillery on the North Antrim coast, but the less said about that the better! ;D
I have been back a few times since for short visits the last time being about six years ago so I am overdue for a bit more 'craic'.
It's what I really like about this forum though .... a debate about breakfasts has got me rambling about fooball memories in Northern Ireland!!!
