Showing posts with label Rugby. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Rugby. Show all posts

Sunday, 18 October 2015

Oh Wales X

I'm talking about the Rugby. My beloved Wales gave that game away with penalties. That's my opinion! 

However they also never gave up battling and I believe the Slimy South Africans ( sorry Viv if you still read this blog! ) manipulated every single one of those penalties on purpose. I base my opinion on the smug smile the big blonde one gave his team mate at one of the later penalties as if to say 'it worked'. Sure Wales should have been better disciplined - but I was watching hard and honestly saw no one deliberately give a penalty away. 
The ITV interviews after the match also annoyed me. 
The SSA captain, despite opportunities, never once said what a hard time they'd had winning and they were extremely ungracious I thought. Normally the losing team is highly praised. Not from the SSAs. 
Then when interviewing Warren Gatland, the frankly stupid interviewer asked him 
'So what was it that meant SA won in the end?'
Gatland looked bemused!! 
I declared to my living room that I'd have answered 
'The try they scored at 71 minutes.'

I am quite glad for my blood pressure and my family's ears that we don't have to endure the mega stress of a Semi final but my heart is breaking for Sam Warburton and his team. They did not deserve to go out to a sneaky try from the Springboks! I still love them! 
But now I'm shouting for Scotland and Ireland!! 
Before all this stress, 
The HG and I went out yesterday morning up int Lakes. We set off early so I could have my eyebrows ripped off my face by the lovely smiling Carla at 9. Fortunately my fringe covered the redness so no one noticed! First stop was Lakeland in Windermere. The Autumnal countryside was looking gorgeous in the weak sunshine ( no photos because I'd left my phone at home! ) 
I went in specifically to look at a Spiralizer. The in thing is to make spaghetti out of vegetables and you should know by now what a gadget hoarder my other half is! We spent ages in there! I found him chatting to a lady also looking at the Spiralizer!! After listening to him, she, like he, is going to buy the new spiralizing attachment you can get for Beryl! She thanked him for his knowledge! I bought lots of lovely things. 
Some cake cases int sale
Some cake decorating bits n bobs int sale
Some portable mini dehumidifiers int sale
A new peg bucket int sale
A pasta book int sale
A soft cheese book int sale 
And just before you think you are sensing  a theme I also bought some more snowflake biscuit cutters to add to my collection and some Christmas themed linzertorte biscuits cutters at, gasp, full price! 
Our next stop was the Stott Bobbin Mill on t'other side of t'Lake. It's the ONLY working bobbin mill left in the world. It's exactly as it was left in 1971, ( when I was born, making that erm...28 years ago now ) when it was closed as a commercial business.  It had opened in the late 1800s and it was only unchanged by the additions of steam turbines and electricity. All the original machinery was still
There but just adapted to be used by the modener technology. English Heritage took it on and that's how we were able to see it yesterday. We were the only two visitors there so we had a personal tour of the mill, the two young guides were excellent. The noise in the factory was IMMENSE when all the machinery was running! We saw the processes from tree to bobbin. It was a seven year apprenticeship to become a master turner. And we learnt that a few phrases we know these days come from the Bobbin mill industry. Which, by the way, was a very niche thing to the Lake District. 

"Knocking off" ( for the day as we say it ) came from the switch on one of the lathes. It would literally knock the belt off the shaft thus stopping all the machinery. 

"Happy hour" comes from the finishing room. Smaller bobbins would go into giant barrels 1000 at a time with lumps of beeswax and be turned for hours to get them polished and smooth. The larger three piece bobbins had to be coating in < something and methylated spirits> which was highly intoxicating. So this job was only done at the end hour of the day so the rest of the mill workers were not affected by the fumes. Happy hour! 

We then had warm steak and ale pies for lunch from Award Winning Butchers Higginsons of Grange! We ate them sat in the car! Classy! 

Today I need to catch up with my washing and cleaning and maybe I'll do some more knitting stuff! 
I was doing some finishing off during the rugby! Didn't get very far! 
Five more days till half term, it's been a long one! 

Lots of love from 
Rachel *procrastinating will happen today* Radiostar xx 


PS. Did anyone see me on Graham Norton last night?!!!!!! 


Saturday, 1 February 2014

It's all about the RUGBY!!

I bloody love the annual RBS6Nations me.


I bloody love the Wales squad!



Yes yes I am English, but surely by now, you know I love the underdog. Well many many years ago, stuck with a Bairn on my knee on a cold day in February, the Rugby came on and I was transfixed. I'd  never seen it before. We hate football in this house and didn't choose sports as recreational telly.

The sheer brute force.. The thighs. The confusing rules. The backwards passing. The thighs. The crowd. The raw power. The team playing. The supporters. The thighs. The singing. The thighs.

Ahem I was HOOKED. The team that caught my heart were the Welsh. Because they lost every match in those days I was starting out my rugby career, by a lot.
The commentary back then went.
Jones, to Jones, to Williams to Jones and back to Jones ( sorry, am chuckling!! )  I willed them on to no avail. I didn't care. I loved them. 
A few years later, Johnny Wilkinson made it fashionable ( in my circles ) to like Rugby; he kicked a spellbinding kick in the very last second to win the World Cup. I still followed Wales. ( I will support ANYONE over the French mind - so I can be heard to shout COME ON ENGLAND sometimes! )

I kinda understand the rules ish. I am DYING to go to the Milennium Stadium to watch a live match. I can only compare it to going to a gig. The delicious anticipation of you and several thousand others all there for the same reason.

Anyway, it's starting this afternoon. My beloved Wales are playing Italy, traditionally always an easy win ... But you can never be certain in this game. The British Lions won this year and as the majority of that winning team were Welsh I'm hoping it doesn't have too much of an impact on this 6Nations. Can Wales make it three in a row? Let's bloody hope so! And even if they don't, I will still love them!

I am sorry if any hardened rugby experts are reading this and are exploding with incandescent rage at my uneducated post!

Enjoy the games if you watch! If you listen hard enough you will be able to hear me swearing my head off at the telly! My family totally disown me! Watching along with Twitter is great too!!!

Love from Rachel COME ON WALES Radiostar xxx

PS I FIXED THE COMPUTER ALL BY MYSELF!