Sunday, February 4

ashbuton grove


I've been hanging out with a Canadian, recently.
The other day, we considered visiting the hallowed turf of Upton Park, but access is limited.
So instead, we visited some tin-pot place in North London.
We also visited a couple of pubs and sampled a traditional carvery complete with "yorkshire pudding" and "treacle sponge".

The turf gets blasted with UV overnight inbetween games.

This is where Jens Lehmann hangs out when he's not throwing pizza at Man U playing staff.

Randy struggles hard to contain his enthusiasm at the temple of "Arse".

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4 Comments:

Blogger globebug said...

why is it always the unworthy, unenthusiastic ones who are blessed with the opportunity of a lifetime? randall told me he was well impressed, as you secretly are too [no doubt]. long live the emirates. x

4:21 pm  
Blogger Corey said...

randy looks rather enthused.

5:27 pm  
Blogger Unknown said...

Ralph, how are you?
I'm guessing you're in england.

it's cheese, I know, but I miss you.

9:39 pm  
Blogger Larph said...

har har, good sense of humour, heidi. opportunity of a lifetime?!

kat!
china seems like a long time ago, now. i like you're new blog format, although im too stupid to figure out how to leave a comment there.
miss you too!

11:37 pm  

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