Wednesday, June 28, 2006

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Life can be tough. I've just been looking at a photo of Anna from when we were going out and remembered that there was actually a time when she didn't have chronic fatigue. For several weeks now I feel like my patience with this thing has been run ragged and dry. I'm still here though.

Bits of Psalm 42

As the deer pants for streams of water, so my soul pants for you, O God.
My soul thirsts for God, for the living God. When can I go and meet with God?
My tears have been my food day and night, while men say to me all day long, "Where is your God?" These things I remember as I pour out my soul: how I used to go with the multitude, leading the procession to the house of God, with shouts of joy and thanksgiving among the festive throng.

Why are you downcast, O my soul? Why so disturbed within me? Put your hope in God, for I will yet praise him, my Savior and my God.

I say to God my Rock, "Why have you forgotten me? Why must I go about mourning, oppressed by the enemy?" My bones suffer mortal agony as my foes taunt me, saying to me all day long, "Where is your God?"

Why are you downcast, O my soul? Why so disturbed within me? Put your hope in God, for I will yet praise him, my Savior and my God.

Saturday, June 24, 2006

neighbours bombshell

So Anna and I are sitting on the balcony of the Marina Bar having breakfast, overlooking the yachts on a sunny Saturday morning, when Anna says to me,
"Kenny, if in the future we have two children, and one's a girl and the other a boy, can we call the girl Libby and the boy Drew?"

Wednesday, June 21, 2006

oh dear sven

England have played three games, they're now in the knockouts. Theo hasn't played yet. Wayne Rooney's in a grump. Michael Owen is injured. Good old Stevie Gerrard is keeping him in a job.
To add to Sven's worries: I typed in sven into google to find a picture - this was the first one...

... and this was the second!

my wife's latest joke

q. which english footballer is as good as two in a bush?

a. rio bird-in-hand...

Wednesday, June 14, 2006

sven ur wierd

This is us at full-time of England v. Paraguay on Saturday.
Being impartial as I always am in England's international sporting events, my pundit view is that England have one fatal problem with their World Cup strategy: Theo Walcott. England's problems began when they took Michael Owen off; suddenly they only had one striker up front, Peter Crouch, who is only a support forward - he needs someone in front of him. Who could you put there instead? A cripple or a youth player.
Why why why why why bring someone with no Premiership experience who the coach hasn't even seen play? Three possible reasons: 1. to make a token gesture that they're investing the squad for the future 2. because Arsenal offered Sven financial reward 3. because Sven was banking on Rooney being fit. As the old saying goes, "to win matches you've got to score goals" and Sven's got a problem here. He has four forwards, two of whom aren't fit, one of whom is presumably too terrified to play in the World Cup, and one who's too tall to play on his own. I feel sorry for Jermaine Defoe, he must be wondering what on earth he's done wrong.