Saturday, 30 November 2024

Post 518 - A leaky gramble

 

Welcome to The Grambler, the most ill-informed blog you are ever likely to see.

Stewart was an amazing person - A wonderful husband, a fantastic brother, a loving son and an adored uncle. He was also a brilliant friend and colleague and is missed by so many people. His family are determined that his death will never be in vain and are doing their part to beat bowel cancer for good. We are fundraising for the Bobby Moore Fund which is part of Cancer Research UK and specialises in research into bowel cancer. If you wish to donate to the fund, you can via The Grambler’s Kick Cancer’s Backside (cancerresearchuk.org).

If you haven’t already done so, please read the article which appeared in the Daily Record and learn from Stewart’s story that you must never be complacent. It makes grim reading for us, his family, even though we were beside him throughout his ordeal, or battle; call it what you will. http://www.dailyrecord.co.uk/lifestyle/heartbroken-widow-geraldine-smith-raises-3452997

Stewart began writing The Grambler when he was between procedures and hoping for some form of recovery. He loved all aspects of football and was a lifelong Motherwell supporter. His wish was that The Grambler should continue after his death and I have been happy to oblige. Read on and enjoy…

 

Story Time

Have you noticed how expensive insurance is these days? Do you know why that is? [People claiming more than they should? - Ed.] No. The answer is the insurance companies. [Obviously. They are charging too much. You’ve answered your own question. Imbecile. - Ed.] No no no. They are throwing too much money at claimants. [Er... What? - Ed.] Yes. Do you want to know why I have come to this conclusion? Pull up a chair and I’ll tell ee...

A couple of years back Mrs G fancied a new kitchen. As we weren’t planning on moving house, I told her that it wasn’t really possible, seeing as the kitchen was in integral part of the building. After threatening to hit her idiot husband over the head with a Mary Berry cookbook, she explained that what she meant by new kitchen was stripping out the kitchen and having it redecorated and refurnished with all-new, fully-integrated, units.

So, our 65 year-old house was treated to a kitchen makeover. It had been upgraded before, twenty odd years ago, so why, you may be wondering, did I mention the age of the building? The stop cock... stop sniggering at the back... had been in the house since it was built; 63 years before. It still worked, but at some point, it had lost its handle. The only way to operate it was to use a pair of Mole grips (adjustable pliers for any of you wondering why anyone would want to grip a mole). When the house was first built, units weren’t integrated behind cupboard doors. [And? - Ed.] And, the stop co... water isolation tap was easily accessed if the water supply into the house had to be shut off for any reason, but that was no longer the case.

When integrated units were put in at the last makeover, the tap was anything but accessible. It was hidden away in a particularly inaccessible cupboard under the built-in sink unit. How did you get near this tap? Firstly, the cupboard space under the sink had to be emptied (my job). The next step was to remove a shelf under the sink (definitely not my job). This, in itself, was promblematic as only half of the shelf was actually visible, because the rest of it was hidden by the side of the washing machine which was in its own integrated space at a right angle to the sink unit.

Anyway, after quite a bit of huffing and puffing from whoever was attempting the removal (not me), the shelf would be out. Yay!

No, not quite yay, after removing that (sweary word) shelf, the person performing this task, had to remove a panel to access the stop cock... don’t start again. This panel was virtually inaccessible as the person (not me) had to try and get the top half of their body into the void to remove it. Because of its location, being left-handed would have been advantageous.

What a palaver! Mrs G and I agreed that when the old kitchen units got ripped out, the stop thingy should be moved to somewhere more reachable. And so, two years ago, a new tap was fitted and, though it is still under the sink, it is at least within easy reach for anyone to turn off and on. Even me.

That is the back story, I will now relate more recent events.

Last week, I noticed that the kitchen floor was wet. I thought that I'd perhaps spilled water while I was washing the dishes, so simply mopped it up.

The next time I went into the kitchen and, stone me, the wet patch was there again. Mop mop, moppety mop.

Next time I went in, same thing. It also appeared to be spreading. Something not right, I thought. The wet patch was near the sink, so I removed the panel below the cupboard and noted, with some despair, that there was water dripping from the stop cock... Yes, I’ve said it again. It’s not that funny. Actually, it wasn’t the stop cock itself that was causing the problem, but the nut which attaches it to the pipe; it had split. Yes, there was a steady drip. In fact, it seemed more like a steady flow rather than just a drip. I placed a tub under it to collect the water. Within minutes, the tub was nearly full. Uh oh.

I turned the stop co... isolation valve to its shut position and, luckily, the dripping stopped. Phew. Unfortunately, the house now had no water and no heating. Time to phone the insurance company; I needed a plumber to sort this.

Now, like most insurance policies, it covered me for this very eventuality. Should there be a leak, the policy stated, the company would organise for an emergency plumber to deal with the problem. How fortuitous.

I telephoned the number which was shown on my insurance policy.
The first voice I heard was a recorded message advising me to go online to seek help. Excuse me, I have a water leak; I need a plumber. Pronto. Instead of going online, I hung on and was given some options of how to get through to ‘one of our advisors’.

I selected one of the options and heard the same voice telling me to go online to seek help. Grrr. As before, I hung on and was given a list of options to select.

I chose a different option and, guess what, I got through to a real live person. Huzzah!

I gave the lady my policy number, my full name, the first line of my address and my postcode and then got round to describing the problem. The lady informed me that I was through to the wrong department. Dash it, I thought. (well, something to that effect) Hers was a department dealing with repairs to property. Oh. She could, however, transfer my call to the correct department. Oh good. Before doing so, she gave me a job number to quote and suggested that I got back to her if there was any damage resulting from the leak.

What a nice lady, I thought.

Anyway, I then heard a ring tone as I was being transferred. This was followed by, not a voice telling me to go online, but music.

I said earlier that I was fortunate that I was able to turn the water off because, so far, I had been on the phone for 15 minutes. What would the kitchen have been like if I hadn't managed to turn it off. I'm guessing wellington boots might have been the best option.

After listening to this music for, thankfully, only a short time, I heard a voice... a real, live voice. I gave my details... again... and told the gentleman on the phone what the problem was and that I needed an emergency plumber.

No problem, said the voice on the phone line, a plumber would be out as soon as possible... between 10am and 2pm the next day.

That, to me, did not constitute an emergency plumber and I told him so. I was told that, in the event of such an emergency, a plumber would be despatched within 24 hours and that the time allocated was within 24 hours. Yes it was, but only just.

I told him I wasn't happy. 'I'm not happy.'

'Do you wish to register a complaint?'

'No. I want a plumber to come and fix this leak. Now.'

'I'm sorry, that's not possible.'

'What? There are plumbers advertising on Facebook and other social media sites promising immediate action.'

'Not our plumbers.'

'So what if I had not been able to turn the water off and it was gushing out all over the kitchen?'

'We'd put you up in a hotel.'

'What (insert interrobang here to indicate my incredulity) You'd rather have my house wrecked and put myself and my wife up in a hotel for god knows how long while the house dries out costing thousands and thousands of pounds, than pay a plumber a couple of hundred quid to fix a leak pronto?'

'Yes.'

'That's ridiculous!'

'Do you wish to register a complaint?'

'No. I've told you I want a plumber. I have no water or heating. It's not a big job. Just get me a plumber.'

'That isn't possible... but we could put you up in a hotel.'

This guy was obviously doing everything by the book. Logic didn't enter into his head. 'Is there anyone else I could speak to?'

'I could ask my manager to phone you.'

'Do that please.'

'She will phone you within the hour.'

'Thank you.' End of phone call.

I waited for the manager to call me. And waited. And waited. Three hours passed before I received the phone call promised within an hour.

I gave her the job number, the policy number, name, rank and serial number before she would discuss the matter...

'I sympathise, of course I do. However, your policy does state that we would guarantee to get a plumber to you within 24 hours and we are within that time frame.'

'Yes you are, but it is now more than four hours since I phoned you to report a leak. My house could be flooded out by now. What would have been done if that were to be the case?'

'We would have put you up in a hotel.'

'Luckily, it isn’t flooded, but I am in a cold house on what looks to be the coldest night of the year, with no water. All I want is a plumber.'

'I'm sorry. So do you want us to put you up in a hotel?'
'Jeez! Look, it's ten o'clock at night and your only solution to this problem is to make us go to a hotel! You'd rather spend money on a hotel than on a plumber! What kind of mental attitude is that? I chose this insurance policy to get emergency cover and I demand emergency cover! Now! Not some time tomorrow! Can't you people get that into your thick skulls?!'

Actually, I didn't say that. I said, 'Okay. Thanks for your help.' But I did say it through gritted teeth.

So there you have it. It is not us customers that are forcing the price of insurance up, it is the insurance companies, themselves.

Perhaps I should tell you about my neighbour's experience with his house insurance.

He had a new central heating system put in just over two years ago. The boiler was in his attic; the coldest part of the house. When there was a heavy frost, water in the pipes must have frozen and a joint burst. Either that, or the system just hadn’t been fitted properly. Unfortunately, he didn't see the resulting leak until it was soaking his living room carpet. A lot of damage had been done, obviously.

His insurer put him up in a hotel for a while, before transferring him to a flat until his house was repaired. The flat, he later told me, was really luxurious and he wondered how much that cost his insurance company.

How long did the repair take? A full year. Yep. He was out of his house for over a year until it was dried out and repairs effected.

Perhaps our own experience doesn’t quite match up but, if the water had been gushing out of that leaky joint under the sink, how much damage would have been caused before a plumber came to fix it? How long would we have been out of the house while it was dried out and the kitchen fixed? I dread to think of the cost.

I can’t finish on such a downer, so I thought an insurance story might make you smile. It concerns a motoring incident. The car driver claiming for an insurance payout had been too close to a lorry when it shed its load of potatoes. The damage wasn’t so severe, he wrote, a broken windscreen and quite a few chips in the paintwork. Well, it made me smile.

By the way, I forgot to tell you, the plumber arrived just after ten the next day as promised and had it fixed within the hour.

 

 

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Birthday honours...

Let’s move on to the birthday honours, shall we? Were any famous or not so well-known individuals born on the 30th of November? Of course there were. Here are some that even I have heard of.

Jonathan Swift 1667 - Writer. He was made Dean of St. Patrick’s Cathedral, Dublin and and was known as ‘Dean Swift’. Factoid : His, arguably, most famous work, Gulliver’s Travels was originally published under the pseudonym Lemuel Gulliver.

Ho Fook 1863 - Merchant. Actually, I’d never heard of him; my schoolboy sense of humour to the fore, I just like his name.

Winston Churchill 1874 - Politician.

Arthur Baynes 1892 - Teacher and comedian. He was one of the first comedians to broadcast on the BBC radio station. He used stage names such as Oscillating Oscar or his more famous monicker, Stainless Stephen. Here’s a clip of him singing a song called Motoring History.  Rather dated.

Charles Hawtrey 1914 - Actor. Appeared in 23 ‘Carry On’ films.

Michael Gwynne 1916 - Actor. Lord Melbury in Fawlty Towers.

Sydney Lotterby 1926 - TV producer and director. Think of any BBC sitcoms of the 1960s through to the 2000s and chances are, he was the director or producer.

Arthur Hopcraft 1932 - Scriptwriter. He adapted Tinker Tailor Soldier Spy for TV.

Tom Simpson 1937 - Bike racey bloke. The Lance Armstrong of his day.

Ridley Scott 1937 - Film producer and director.

Frank Ifield 1937 - Singer who made a career out of yodeling. He had four number ones in the early sixties. Let’s have one of them. Here’s The Wayward Wind.

I do apologise, I've got a touch of wayward wind.

Jenny Tomasin 1938 - Actress. Ruby in Upstairs Downstairs.

Leo Lyons 1943 - Musician. Most notably known as the bassist for Ten Years After. How about another clip? Here’s Love Like a Man.

George Graham 1944 - Fitba guy.

Roger Glover 1945 - Cerddor. That is your actual Welsh. Famous as the bassist with Deep Purple and Rainbow. Let’s have another clip. Here’s Queen of England.

Mary Millington 1946 - Erm... ‘actress’.

Mark Wing-Davey 1948 - Actor and director. Zaphod Beeblebrox in The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy, the radio and TV versions.

William Broad aka Billy Idol 1955 - Musician. Time for another clip. Here are Generation X with Your Generation.

Andy Gray 1955 - Fitba guy.

Lorraine Kelly 1959 - TV presenter and national treasure.

Gary Lineker 1960 - Crisp-munching footy bloke.

John Bishop 1966 - Comedian.

Desiree Weekes aka Des’ree 1968 - Singer. Another clip? Here’s her best-performing single, Life

Stirling Gallacher 1970 - Actress. Dr. Georgina Woodson in Doctors.

Sanjeev Kohli 1971 - Comedian, writer and actor. Navid in Still Game.

Dean Lennox Kelly 1975 - Actor. Kev Ball in Shameless.

Richard Bacon 1975 - TV and radio presenter.

Mark Corcoron 1980 - Fitba guy.

Tony Bellew 1982 - Boxery bloke.

Alan Hutton 1984 - Fitba guy.

Dougie Poynter 1987 - Musician. He is a member of McFly. Would you like a clip? I thought not. Well, you’re getting one anyway. Here’s Love is on the Radio.

 

 

 

I’ve received a letter...

Dear Grambly Idol,

I find it interesting that the link to one of your songs was to a minor chart success you had with your band Generation X, when you had so much more success in your solo career. Tell me, what was your most successful single?

Yours yellingly,

Y. Twedding.

 

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Gramble time...

How did our last bet with Kordbales fare? We won... ish. Only two predictions were right so the amount won was a paltry 66 pees from our £2.20 stake. What happened? Read on

West Brom vs Norwich - Home win

Result - West Brom 2 Norwich 2

Ooh! ’It the bar!

Borja Sainz forced an early save from Baggies keeper Alex Palmer before the hosts took the lead.

Karlan Grant whipped the ball in after a short corner and Mason Holgate was on hand to backheel the ball into the goal.

But nine minutes later Norwich were level as Shane Duffy set Jack Stacey free down the right and his low cross was turned in by Emiliano Marcondes at the near post.

Moments after, Norwich could have been ahead as Sainz took advantage of a defensive error, but Palmer was there to save well, while a long-range Grant effort was deflected wide of the visitors' post soon after.

Mikey Johnston spurned an excellent chance for West Brom before the break when Tom Fellows' cross dropped to the winger, but he could only blaze over from seven yards.

A superb first half ended in frantic style as Torbjorn Heggem got the final touch on Sainz's strike after good inter-play with Marcondes, but two minutes later Josh Maja volleyed in Fellows' cross to make it 2-2.

Grant thought he had given West Brom the lead on the stroke of half-time but his powerful strike was ruled out for a handball in the build up following a Johnston effort.

Grant and Jayson Molumby went close for the hosts early in the second half while Grant narrowly headed a Fellows cross over soon after as the Baggies upped the tempo.

Palmer was again equal to Sainz when he broke through after an hour and Norwich's forward saw his long-range effort just go wide with nine minutes to go.

Canaries goalkeeper Angus Gunn, did well to save from Jed Wallace, while Onel Hernandez also went close for the visitors with a late effort.

 

Barnsley vs Wigan - Home win

Result - Barnsley 0 Wigan 1

Boo!

A first-half goal from Thelo Aasgaard was enough to give Wigan victory at Barnsley.

Aasgaard struck in the 42nd minute, heading past keeper Ben Killip from the centre of the area.

The hosts had an early chance from a third-minute free-kick, with Adam Phillips receiving the ball from Luca Connell on the edge of the area, only to aim his effort over the bar.

Three minutes later, the visitors had their own opportunity to take the lead, when Silko Thomas rifled a close-range shot wide of the target.

Barnsley went close once more when Davis Keillor-Dunn spotted goalkeeper Sam Tickle off his line.

The forward promptly squared from the right flank into the area for Stephen Humphrys but the keeper recovered to save.

Connell put an effort wide, as did Roberts as the home side failed to draw level.

Mansfield vs Bristol Rovers - Home win

Result - Mansfield 0 Bristol Rovers 1

Boo!

The Stags wasted the only clear chance of a first half short on quality and chances.

After 28 minutes, Stephen Quinn crossed the ball in from the left, Keanu Baccus nodded it down and Will Evans met it with a rising shot that zipped over the crossbar.

But Rovers went ahead four minutes into the second half as Isaac Hutchinson got into the left of the box and picked out an unmarked Luke McCormick for an easy close-range finish at the far post.

Evans got a powerful shot on target after 66 minutes for the home side, but Josh Griffiths was there to make his first real save of the afternoon.

Evans then sliced another chance wide soon after as home frustration grew.

Hutchinson might have sealed the win – a minute from time on the break – but fired wide.

Stags then thought they had snatched a point in the seventh minute of added time, but Ben Waine had handled the ball just before George Maris drilled home.

 

Huddersfield vs Charlton - Home win

Result - Huddersfield 2 Charlton 1

Yay!

Matty Pearson put Huddersfield ahead, putting a difficult header in off the underside of the bar.

Pearson struck the bar again from another set-piece five minutes later, but this time it came back out.

Brodie Spencer's clumsy challenge on Rarmani Edmonds-Green gave Charlton a penalty that Matty Godden put away for 1-1.

But the Addicks were reduced to 10 men four minutes later, with Greg Docherty earning a straight red card for a high, late boot on Nigel Lonwijk.

The visitors nonetheless started the second half brightly before Huddersfield woke up around the hour and made their advantage count, with David Kasumu smashing home a left-footed drive from 18 yards.

Charlton tried to find a last-second equaliser from a quickly-taken free-kick, but Huddersfield goalkeeper Jacob Chapman showed brilliant awareness to race off his line and ensure victory with a clean challenge on Luke Berry.

Wrexham vs Exeter - Home win

Result - Wrexham 3 Exeter 0

Yay!

Max Cleworth headed home from an Elliot Lee corner after just seven minutes to give Wrexham a dream start.

And minutes after Lee had a goal disallowed, Ollie Palmer nodded Ryan Barnett's cross beyond Joe Whitworth to double the home side's lead.

Caleb Watts then had a goal disallowed for Exeter, and Ollie Rathbone met James McClean's corner to score Wrexham's third in the 72nd minute.

 

Oh well, not too good. Let’s see what The Grambler has come up with for this week’s predictions.

Game - Result - Odds

Nottingham Forr vs Ipswich - Home win - 8/11

Brentford vs Leicester - Home win - 13/20

Crystal Palace vs Newcastle - Away win - 5/4

Watford vs QPR - Home win - 17/20

Norwich vs Luton - Home win - Evens

 

The bets have been placed - Ten 20 pee doubles plus a single 20 pee accumulator. If the results go as predicted by The Grambler, the Bobby Moore Fund will be richer to the tune of a whopping

£11.90

Hmm... whoppingish.


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Teaser time...

Yay! How did you get on with the five teasers set last time? Here are the answers.

1. Who am I?

I was born in 2001 in Irvine. A defensive midfielder, I began my senior career at Chelsea. During my time with them, I was loaned out to Norwich City before a permanent move to Brighton & Hove Albion. In August of this year, I moved to my current club, Napoli. I have been capped for Scotland 36 times.

Answer - Billy Gilmour

2. Who is the current captain of Fulham?

Answer - Tom Cairney

3. Who is the current manager of Brighton & Hove Albion?

Answer - Fabian Hürzeler

4. Rodri is the third Spaniard to win the Ballon d’Or, who were the others?

Answer - Alfredo Di Stéfano (1957 & 1959) and Luis Suárez (1960)

5. Which club plays its home games at Prenton Park?

Answer - Tranmere Rovers

Shall we have five for this week? Yes, why not.

1. Who am I?

I was born in Lyon in 1987. A striker, I began my senior career at Lyon, playing for Lyon II before playing in the first 11. I moved to Real Madrid and in 14 seasons played 439 games scoring 238 goals. I was capped 97 times. I won the Ballon d’Or in 2022.

2. Which English football club are known as The Exiles?

3. Who is the only manager to win the Champions League on five occasions?

4. Who is the current Crystal Palace captain?

5. Which club plays home games at Ochilview Park?

There you have it. Have fun trying to work that lot out. As always, try and answer them before shouting out Hey Googly, Syria or Alexis. Please feel free to pass on the link to your pals so that they can enjoy The Grambler’s footy teasers too.

 

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Remember the serious message...

As usual (at the risk of repeating myself), I remind you of the main reason for continuing to publish this blog – to raise awareness about bowel cancer. If you have any bowel problems, don’t be fobbed off with the line that you are too young for bowel cancer to be a consideration. Just point your doctor in the direction of (the already mentioned) Never Too Young | Bowel Cancer UK


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Please, take a few minutes to watch an informative little video from Mersh (a great friend of Stewart’s).  Click on this link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=26HWQXMalX4. The amount quoted is miles out of date. We have now smashed through the 80 thousand barrier. Yay! The total raised for the Bobby Moore Fund now stands at...

£81,473

 

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And Finally...

And finally, Cyril? And finally, Esther, I am indebted to a Mr. J. Bishop, the well-known comedian. Did you know he used to be a semi-professional footballer? No? Neither did I. I only know him as a comedian from Liverpyool. With that in mind, let’s finish with a few of his quotes.

On being a footy fan...

Being an England supporter is like being the over-optimistic parents of the fat kid on sports day.

On being a dad...

'It must be cool having a dad who’s a comedian' I overheard a friend say. 'No' came my son’s reply. 'He’s a knob'.

On dealing with his teenage son...

To be honest, I’m not sure the same kid comes home each night.

On meeting his idol...

I have been privileged to get to know Kenny Dalglish and I would call him a friend - though his lawyer would call me a stalker. I don’t know why - just because I was in his garden!

On keeping fit...

There are some muscles I don’t think I need my personal trainer to find as I won’t be using them at my age anyway.

On Manchester...

I’ve lived in Manchester since my 20s and I’ve only been in three fights – not a bad average.

On performing in front of Ken Dodd...

It was like trying to make love to your wife in front of a porn star - ‘I’m doing my best here! I know you can probably do it better but don’t look at me like that!’.

On friendship...

Everyone knows that when you've got friends, one of your friends is basically a dickhead. If you're thinking, None of my mates are a dickhead ... well...

On marriage...

My wife wanted a new fridge. And because I like sex, I said yeah.

On dealing with people...

Going to the dump used to be great, you would go to the dump and get rid of stuff - now you have to pass an exam. I turned up at the dump and there's a guy there in a yellow vest and a clipboard. He's done an NVQ in clipboard management.

 

Hope they made you smile.

 

 

 

 

That’s all for this week folks, but remember you can read the musings of The Grambler every week (well, most weeks) by going to the blog at www.thegrambler.com where you can also catch up on any previous editions you may have missed.

 

Happy grambling.

 

Saturday, 23 November 2024

Post 517 - A cheesy gramble

 

Welcome to The Grambler, the most ill-informed blog you are ever likely to see.

Stewart was an amazing person - A wonderful husband, a fantastic brother, a loving son and an adored uncle. He was also a brilliant friend and colleague and is missed by so many people. His family are determined that his death will never be in vain and are doing their part to beat bowel cancer for good. We are fundraising for the Bobby Moore Fund which is part of Cancer Research UK and specialises in research into bowel cancer. If you wish to donate to the fund, you can via The Grambler’s Kick Cancer’s Backside (cancerresearchuk.org).

If you haven’t already done so, please read the article which appeared in the Daily Record and learn from Stewart’s story that you must never be complacent. It makes grim reading for us, his family, even though we were beside him throughout his ordeal, or battle; call it what you will. http://www.dailyrecord.co.uk/lifestyle/heartbroken-widow-geraldine-smith-raises-3452997

Stewart began writing The Grambler when he was between procedures and hoping for some form of recovery. He loved all aspects of football and was a lifelong Motherwell supporter. His wish was that The Grambler should continue after his death and I have been happy to oblige. Read on and enjoy…

 

Story Time 1

This isn’t a (g)ramble, but an explanation why your favourite ill-informed blog has been posted missing for a few weeks. Well, two weeks. The reason is that Mrs G and I have been very busy raising funds for The Grambler’s Kick Cancer’s Backside Fund (link above). Over the past few weeks we have been involved in two Singalongabingo nights, we have been distributing our annual festive Family Fortunes/Feud quiz and I have given a nostalgia presentation or two.

Any road up, this all means that the total raised since Stewart’s death in 2013 is now in excess of £80k. If you click on the link above, you can view the actual amount. It is such a milestone amount that we even received a certificate from Cancer Research UK thanking us for our fundraising activities. It also thanks our supporters. That is you. Without your input over the past eleven years we could never have raised so much. So, thank you all and let the (g)ramble proper begin.

Story Time 2

Here's a question to begin this week's (g)ramble... What food is shoplifted more than any other? Worldwide, that is. The answer is cheese. Why do I mention this factoid? Because I recently saw a headline relating to cheese that made me think.

It read, 'Man arrested after theft of 22 tonnes of cheese'.

Unfortunately, it was on my phone that I read it and when I later searched for the story relating to the headline, it had gone.

Was it real? Was it a joke?

If it was a genuine news story, it begs the question, what the blibbing flip is that all about. How does one person manage to steal that amount of anything? I'm guessing he stole a lorry load of the stuff and wasn't just going back and forward with a wheelbarrow hundreds of times.

Maybe he had been stealing it over a long time period. Perhaps he worked in a cheese factory and half inched a few pounds on a daily basis. But 22 tonnes? Surely not.

It also makes me wonder how he was planning to sell on that amount of cheese. He can't exactly have been going round friends and family, not with 22 tonnes to shift.

Supermarkets? Perhaps he was a regular supplier to the likes of Tecso and Morsirons.

Whatever the story was, I'm guessing it all went belly up and he was caught red (Leicester) handed.

I do have another theory. There was no description of the miscreant (That's a good word. Wonder what it means.).

Who do you know who really really loves cheese? Someone who could make some sort of machinery to assist with stealing it. Someone who wears the same green sleeveless pullover, white shirt and red tie at all times. Someone who has a dog that is smarter than he is.

It's obvious when you think about it. Wallace and Gromit. Who else?

Stealing odd items is nothing new. I used to occasionally give a lift to a guy at work. He was known to be somebody who would nick anything if it wasn't nailed down. But he was a lovable rogue; you couldn't help but smile at some of his antics.

He would bring a huge rucksack into work, which held nothing more than his sandwiches. However, it was always bulging at going home time.

I have no idea what he needed all this plunder for. He wasn’t selective; he’d just lift anything that happened to be lying around. His view seemed to be that if nobody was using a given item, be it a length of string or a box of screws, it was ownerless and therefore his for the taking.

One occasion, he wanted to give me something for giving him a lift. What do you think that might be? Money? Nope. A bottle of wine, perhaps? Nope. He gave me an unlabelled, half empty tin of white paint that he had nicked. Gee, thanks.

I recall another occasion when he turned up for work carrying two enormous trays of bedding plants. I assumed he was a keen gardener. Perhaps he had too many plants and had brought these in to give to anyone who wanted them.

Well, he was certainly giving them away, but they weren't really his to hand out.

It transpired that he hadn't grown them or bought them. In his usual manner, he had nicked them. On his way to work that day, he happened to pass a house and these were in the garden, obviously ready to be planted. Well, they weren't nailed down so...

It reminds me of a story I heard many years ago of the chap who used to leave the factory where he worked pushing a wheelbarrow. Every night, the security guard at the gate would check through the things he had in the barrow to see if he was stealing anything. No, everything was always fine.
After a while, he was found out. He was actually stealing wheelbarrows.

Apocryphal, perhaps, but a good story all the same.

 

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Birthday honours...

Let’s move on to the birthday honours, shall we? Were any famous or not so well-known individuals born on the 9th of November? Of course there were. Here are some that even I have heard of.

1841 King Edward VII - The well-known potato king.

Jack Scott 1923 - TV meteorologist. [I thought he was a weatherman. - Ed.]

Johnny Beattie 1926 - Comedian, it says here.

Eric Thompson 1929 - Actor, TV presenter and director. Famous for producing The Magic Roundabout. Emma’s dad.

Robert Gillespie 1933 - Jobbing actor. Dudley Rush in Keep It in the Family.

Roger McGough 1937 - Writer and poet who also had a few hit records with Scaffold. Shall we have clip? Yes, we shall. Do you remember this one?  Do you see what I did there?

Willie MacPherson (Known professionally as Bill Martin) 1938 - Songwriter. With Phil Coulter wrote such well-known songs as Puppet on a String, Congratulations and this song for the Bay City Rollers, Saturday Night. Factoid: That song was never released as a single in the UK but provided the band with their only US chart topper.

David Constant 1941 - Crickety umpiry bloke.

Phil May 1944 - Singer. Vocalist with Pretty Things. Have a clip. Here’s Is it Only Love.

Billy Bilsland 1945 - Cycle racy bloke. I once bought a bike from his shop. [How very interesting. Yawn. - Ed.]

Michael J. Mullins 1953 - Singer. He was a vocalist with Modern Romance. Remember them? No? Well, you’re getting a clip, anyway. Here’s the band’s biggest hit, Best Years of Our Life.

Karen Dotrice 1955 - Retired actress. She began her film acting career aged eight in Disney’s The Three Lives of Thomasina before the role she is perhaps best remembered for, Jane Banks in Mary Poppins. Daughter of Roy and sister of Michelle.

Andy Kershaw 1959 - Broadcaster.

Tony Slattery 1959 - Comedian.

Jill Dando 1961 - TV presenter.

Bryn Terfel 1965 - Sylwedd. That is your actual Welsh. Would you like a clip? No? well, you’re getting one. Here’s Land of My Fathers. Or Hen Wlad Fy Nhadau, if you want the proper title, boyo.

Steve Agnew 1965 - Footy bloke.

Angela Barnes 1976 - Comedienne.

Finn Cole 1995 - Actor. Michael Gray in Peaky Blinders.

That’s the 9th, what about the 16th?

Oswald Mosley 1896 - Fascist.

Thomas ‘Tommie’ Connor 1904 - Songwriter. He wrote a couple of very famous Christmas songs: the mawkish The Little Boy That Santa Claus Forgot and this one, I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus recorded by 13 year old Jimmy Boyd.

Eddie Chapman 1914 - Wartime spy. Known as Agent Zigzag.

Kenneth Watson 1931 - Jobbing actor. Brian Blair in Take the High Road.

Michael Billington 1939 - Author and arts critic.

Willie Carson 1942 - Horse ridery bloke.

Colin Harvey 1944 - Footy bloke.

Peter McCloy aka The Girvan Lighthouse 1946 - Fitba Guy. Ex-Motherwell, you know.

Bobby Kerr 1947 - Fitba guy.

Hugh Sproat 1952 - Fitba guy. Ex-Motherwell, too.

Griff Rhys Jones 1953 - Comedian.

Lorraine Heggessey 1956 - TV executive. The first female controller of BBC1.

Ellen Thomas 1956 - Actress. Violet Butterfield in Mrs Harris Goes to Paris.

Frank Bruno 1961 - Boxery bloke, know what I mean.

Gary ‘Mani’ Mounfield 1962 - Musician. Bassist with The Stone Roses and Primal Scream. A clip? I reckon that’s possible. Here’s The Stone Roses’ best performing single, Love Spreads.

Steve Bould 1962 - Footy bloke.

Mark Benton 1965 - Actor. Frank Hathaway in Shakespeare & Hathaway: Private Investigators. Shakespeare & Hathaway... Oh how we laughed.

Daniel P. Carter 1974 - Musician. He was bassist the band A during their most successful years. Another clip? Of course. Here’s a jolly toon, Sing Along.  You won't believe the problems I had finding that on Ya Tube.

Paul Scholes 1974 - Footy bloke.

Danny Wallace 1976 - Broadcaster, comedian, writer, filmmaker and actor. In fact, a right old etc..

Gary Naysmith 1978 - Fitba guy.

Gemma Atkinson 1984 - Actress. Lisa Hunter in Hollyoaks and its various spin-offs.

Tony Ralston 1998 - Fitba guy.

And now, please welcome famous and not-so-famous folk born on the 23rd of November.

Bill Pratt aka Boris Karloff 1887 - Actor. Imhotep in The Mummy.

Nigel Tranter 1909 - Author.

Roger Avon 1914 - Jobbing actor. 158 credits on IMDb. Often played unnamed characters in comedy shows. He seemed especially popular as someone to play a policeman; 31 appearances as such. There may have been more, 22 credits give no information relating to his acting role.

Michael Gough 1916 - Actor. Alfred in the four Batman films made between 1989 and 1997. 207 credits on IMDb. Take that, Avon!

John Cole 1927 - Journalist and broadcaster.

Richie Barker 1939 - Footy bloke, me duck.

Alan Mullery 1941 - Footy bloke.

Sue Nicholls 1943 - Actress. Audrey Roberts in Coronation Street.

Tony Pond 1945 - Rally drivery bloke.

Diana Quick 1946 - Actress. Julia Mottram/Flyte in Brideshead Revisited.

Frank Worthington 1948 - Footy bloke.

Sandra Stevens 1949 - Singer. She was one-quarter of Brotherhood of Man. Time for a clip. Here’s Angelo.

Christopher Knight 1950 - Author.

David Rappaport 1951 - Actor. Randall in Time Bandits.

Ross Brawn 1954 - Motor engineer who founded his own F1 team.

Jimmy Hibbert 1956 - Actor. Although he has appeared in several TV shows, he tends to work more as a voice actor. Augustus P. Crumhorn III in the original Danger Mouse.

Max Caulfield 1959 - Actor. Miles Colby in Dynasty and The Colbys.

Chris Bostock 1962 - Jobbing musician playing bass and keyboards (though not simultaneously). Has been part of (or has worked with) Subway Sect, JoBoxers, Spear of Destiny, Dave Stewart & The Spiritual Cowboys, The Style Council, Shakespears Sister, The X-Certs, The Stingrays, Savage World, Clint Bradley, Amina, The Rhythm Sisters and Johnny Britton. Let’s have a clip. Here’s JoBoxers and Boxer Beat.

Neil Adams 1965 - Footy bloke.

Russell Watson 1966 - Singer. Another clip? Indeed. Here’s Nothing Sacred.

Michelle Gomez 1966 - Actress. Sue White in Green Wing.

Kevin Gallacher 1966 - Fitba guy.

Robert Popper aka Robin Cooper 1967 - Screenwriter, actor, comedian, author and TV producer.

Kirsty Young 1968 - TV and radio presenter.

Zoe Ball 1970 - TV presenter and deejay.

Rick Witter 1972 - Singer and songwriter for bands Shed Seven and Rick Witter & The Dukes. I think another clip is called for. Here’s Chasing Rainbows.

Kieran O’Brien 1973 - Actor. James Tartt in Ted Lasso.

Kayvan Novak 1977 - Actor and comedian. Nandor the Relentless in What We Do in the Shadows.

Kevin Clancy 1983 - Fitba ref.

Brian Graham 1987 - Fitba guy.

Isabel Hodgins 1993 - Actress. Victoria Sugden/Barton in Emmerdale.

James Maddison 1996 - Footy bloke.

Nicky McDonald 1996 - Singer. Another clip? Why not. Here’s Answerphone.

 

 

 

 

 

I’ve received a letter...

Dear Rick Gramblitter,

It was wonderful to hear a track from your little beat combo, Shed Seven. It seems a long time since you had a hit record. What was your last top 20 hit?

Yours multi-colouredly,

D. Scodown.

 

 

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Gramble time...

How did our last bet with Lordbakes fare? Don’t ask. [All right. I won’t. - Ed.] I’ll tell you, anyway. [Must you? - Ed.] Yes, I owe it to my readers... both of them. We lost. Totally. Not a penny back. I am so disappointed that I won’t even go into details. [So, you’re not telling them. Ed.] No. we’ll just move onto this week’s predictions, which are...

Game - Results - Odds

West Brom vs Norwich - Home win - 19/20

Barnsley vs Wigan - Home win - 10/11

Mansfield vs Bristol Rovers - Home win - 4/5

Huddersfield vs Charlton - Home win - 4/5

Wrexham vs Exeter - Home win - 5/6

The bets have been placed - Ten 20 pee doubles plus a single 20 pee accumulator. If the results go as predicted by The Grambler, the Bobby Moore Fund will be richer to the tune of a whopping

£13.32

Not bad for whoppingness.


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Teaser time...

Yay! How did you get on with the five teasers set last time? Here are the answers.

1. Who am I?

I was born in São Gonçalo, Rio de Janeiro in 2000. A forward, I began my senior career at Flamengo before being transferred to my present club, Real Madrid, a week after my 18 birthday for €46 million. I have been capped for my country 35 times. I recently scored a hat-trick in the 5-2 game against Borussia Dortmund.

Answer - Vinícius (José Paixão de Oliveira) Júnior

2. Who won this year’s Ballon d’Or?

Answer - Rodrigo Hernández Cascante known as Rodri

3. Which is the only Premier League side yet to concede or be awarded a penalty in the 2024-25 season so far?

Answer - Tottenham Hotspur

4. Who is the current captain of Celtic?

Answer - Callum McGregor

5. Why is St Johnstone unique in both the Scottish and English senior leagues?

Answer - It is the only club with a J in its name

Shall we have five for this week? I do believe we shall.

1. Who am I?

I was born in 2001 in Irvine. A defensive midfielder, I began my senior career at Chelsea. During my time with them, I was loaned out to Norwich City before a permanent move to Brighton & Hove Albion. In August of this year, I moved to my current club, Napoli. I have been capped for Scotland 36 times.

2. Who is the current captain of Fulham?

3. Who is the current manager of Brighton & Hove Albion?

4. Rodri is the third Spaniard to win the Ballon d’Or, who were the others?

5. Which club plays its home games at Prenton Park?

There you have it. Have fun trying to work that lot out. As always, try and answer them before shouting out Hey Googly, Syria or Alexis. Please feel free to pass on the link to your pals so that they can enjoy The Grambler’s footy teasers too.

 

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Remember the serious message...

As usual (at the risk of repeating myself), I remind you of the main reason for continuing to publish this blog – to raise awareness about bowel cancer. If you have any bowel problems, don’t be fobbed off with the line that you are too young for bowel cancer to be a consideration. Just point your doctor in the direction of (the already mentioned) Never Too Young | Bowel Cancer UK


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Please, take a few minutes to watch an informative little video from Mersh (a great friend of Stewart’s).  Click on this link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=26HWQXMalX4. The amount quoted is miles out of date. We have now smashed through the 80 thousand barrier. Yay! The total raised for the Bobby Moore Fund now stands at...

£81,473

 

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And Finally...

And finally, Cyril? And finally, Esther, I am indebted to a Mr. E. Thompson. Eric Thompson was a jobbing actor and stage director back in the 1960s. His was an acting family; married to actress Phyllida Law and father of actresses (Dame) Emma and Sophie. Any road up, his television work at the time was as a presenter of Playschool. Like many such presenters, he moved to other programmes for kids. In his case, it was one very famous programme which made him a star at the time. That show was The Magic Roundabout. Although it was aimed at kids, it became a hit with adults. It was a five-minute long stop-motion animation which was shown immediately prior to the BBC six o’clock news, so plenty of adults were watching.

The Magic Roundabout was adapted from a French children’s programme called Le Manège enchanté created by Serge Danot in 1964. The BBC-produced version ran from 1965 to 1977. The reason for the programme’s success lay in the fact that it was never a translation. Thompson looked at the filmed episodes and made up his own storyline from scratch based on what he saw and he had a playful sense of humour. He included gags that could only be understood by adults. In the episode that I have included here, there are mentions of number 12 buses going to The Strand in London and British Rail being a nationalised company. How many children would know anything about that? Anyway, ladeez and genullum, please enjoy an episode of The Magic Roundabout.

 

Eric Thompson, creator of Dougal, Ermintrude, Brian and Dylan

 

 

 

 

 

 

That’s all for this week folks, but remember you can read the musings of The Grambler every week (well, most weeks) by going to the blog at www.thegrambler.com where you can also catch up on any previous editions you may have missed.

 

Happy grambling.

 

Saturday, 2 November 2024

516 - An automated gramble

Welcome to The Grambler, the most ill-informed blog you are ever likely to see.

Stewart was an amazing person - A wonderful husband, a fantastic brother, a loving son and an adored uncle. He was also a brilliant friend and colleague and is missed by so many people. His family are determined that his death will never be in vain and are doing their part to beat bowel cancer for good. We are fundraising for the Bobby Moore Fund which is part of Cancer Research UK and specialises in research into bowel cancer. If you wish to donate to the fund, you can via The Grambler’s Kick Cancer’s Backside (cancerresearchuk.org).

If you haven’t already done so, please read the article which appeared in the Daily Record and learn from Stewart’s story that you must never be complacent. It makes grim reading for us, his family, even though we were beside him throughout his ordeal, or battle; call it what you will. http://www.dailyrecord.co.uk/lifestyle/heartbroken-widow-geraldine-smith-raises-3452997

Stewart began writing The Grambler when he was between procedures and hoping for some form of recovery. He loved all aspects of football and was a lifelong Motherwell supporter. His wish was that The Grambler should continue after his death and I have been happy to oblige. Read on and enjoy…

 

Story Time

A few weeks back, I had a pop at changes to toilet design. Do you remember? I was bemoaning the changing shape of toilet bowls. I was. Don't you remember? Well, I was.

Any road up, this week's (g)ramble concerns another toilety bugbear of mine... automation.

Whatever do you mean, I hear you ask. There is nothing wrong with a toilet self-flushing, surely. I deg to biffer, and don't call me Shirley.

Sometimes, they are just too sensitive. You might be sitting there, minding your own business, when you just happen to shift a little on the seat and... Flush! Soaking wet botty time. You reach to get some loo roll... Flush! Perhaps I've got it all wrong and it's a means of ensuring that your backside is cleaned without resorting to toilet paper. Green perhaps. [If its green, you've been eating too much spinach. - Ed.]

Ahem. That is one form of needless automation.

Here's another. Have you ever been to one of those public toilets that doesn't have a sink with taps? Instead, these ultra modern cludgies have a setup where you hold your hands under a nozzle of sorts to receive soap. Then you put your hands under presumably a different nozzle, or it might be the same one, (These things are out of sight.) and water pours out. After that, the same contraption gives you a blast of warm air to dry your hands. Great... if they work. However do you mean, I hear you ask.

Sometimes, they are not so intuitive (That's a good word. Wonder what it means.). I have just this moment emerged from a loo with this type of automatic washer/dryer unit and it did not behave as it was meant to. I put my hands under for soap. Yep. Quite a quantity of soap squirted onto my hands. Then the water flowed, or should I say, trickled. Before I had managed to wash the soap off my hands, the dryer began to do its work. I now had dry hands that were still covered in soap. I know, I thought, I'll use it again, but when the soap begins to flow, I'll move my hands out of the way until the water comes. Brilliant, or what?

The answer's what, I'm afraid. [Don't be afraid. - Ed.] Firstly, the unit had to be re-primed, so to speak, a red light glowed while this process took place and I had to wait until it turned green. And wait. And wait.

Eventually, I got the green light (Do you see what I did there?) and placed my hands under the soap dispenser, then quickly withdrew them. So far, so good. I then placed my hands under the nozzle to receive water and got... soap. Bugger! That wasn't supposed to happen. What next? It only blibbing well started to re-prime itself. At this point, having decided that this blessed gadget had a mind of its own, I left, soapy hands or not.

Speaking of hand dryers, why is it that some of them only work if your hands are in the right place to trigger them into action? And why does that point have to be in a different place to the actual blower? Eh? Yes, you have to reach right under it to trigger it and then, to actually dry your hands, move them slightly towards you. The problem is that, by moving your hands thus, the blower switches off. So you reach in again to trigger it; move your hands and blibbing flip! It's gone off again. Grrr!

Another bugbear [What exactly is a bugbear? - Ed.] of mine is automatic doors. Sorry pardon excuse me what? Automatic doors. Loo doors that lock at the touch of a button. The problem there is that, if it is your first time of using a given public toilet and you are uncertain how it all works, you might think the door is locked, but it isn't really.

You can guess the outcome. You're sitting on the throne oblivious to anything apart from moving those bowels, when suddenly... Whoosh! The door slides open.

Embarrassment all round.

I have been on both sides of that particular scenario. The first was many moons ago when I was a young man... yes, I was young once... I got rather sloshed on a night out in Glasgow. So sloshed that I didn't actually remember boarding the train to head home. However, I did and it had a loo. Yay! Why yay? Because after only a few minutes into my half-hour journey homeward, the motion of the train made me feel decidedly queasy. I headed to the loo, locked the door and assumed the position of kneeling down in front of the toilet bowl, ready to call for Hughie and Ralph.

As I was performing this age-old ritual, I heard the dreaded whoosh as the door opened behind me. I turned to see a rather fierce looking woman staring at me angrily. I could also see the eyes of several passengers also fixed on me and laughing at my embarrassing predicament.

'You filthy hound,' exclaimed the severe looking woman. I just grinned meekly and got up and headed for a seat next to my friends who were laughing uproariously.

Fortunately, I was far too drunk to let this awkward moment bother me, but... oh dear... the next day.

I did what? No! Never! Oh my god! I'm never going to use the toilet on a train ever again.

And do you know what? Forty years have passed and I still haven't. Well, not if it's got an automatic locking system.

The matter that prompted me to relate this tale was a recent ferry ride across the Irish Sea. During the sail, I needed to use the toilet. After unsuccessfully attempting to force open the sliding door to access the loo, I spotted a large green button on the wall, above which was the word 'open'. I looked around sheepishly in the hope that no one had seen my attempts to manhandle an automatic door. If anyone had, they didn't let on. Once inside, the door didn't close behind me. No, I was faced with a column of different coloured buttons. The top button was labelled 'Press once and once only to close'. This I did and then I waited. And waited. Nothing happened. I was about to leave the toilet, when the door began to close, slowly. Very slowly. I felt like one of those contestants on Blankety Blank as the carousel they are sitting on slowly takes them off screen and the new contestants appear. I wondered if I was meant to wave at the passers-by as the door slid slowly to its closed position.
The next button down read 'press once and once only to lock'. I followed this instruction and heard a solid 'thunk'. I now assumed I was safely locked in.

You know what was about to happen, don't you? You think the door opened like on the train. Well, you'd be wrong. Nothing happened. I had actually locked the door correctly.

How boring is that? Ahh, there's more. As I stated earlier, this journey was across the Irish Sea and a couple or so Irish stouts had been consumed. A second visit to the loo was called for.

I reached the door and pressed the button to open the door... I'd got it sussed, now. After a few seconds, it began to slowly open to reveal a rather embarrassed-looking woman sitting on the pan desperately trying to pull her trousers up.

I thought I would help her out and, while averting my eyes, pressed the button to close the door. Once again, it didn't close immediately and, when it did eventually deign to move, it was very slowly.

I felt really sorry for the poor woman who had to sit there while the door slowly closed. I'm sure the thought of waving to passers-by never crossed her mind.

Is that it, I hear you ask. The tale of a woman's embarrassment? No. I have another tale to tell.

I am sure that you, like me, dislike having to pay to use a public toilet. Or am I just an old skinflint? Sometimes, there is nothing else for it but to stick a 50 pee coin in the slot (or pay by card as is often the case, these days). If there is a few of us in a group, we cheat a wee bit and hold the door open for the next person. [Ooh, you are so naughty. - Ed.]

Well, here is a case when it is not so wise to hold the door open for somebody in order to save them 50 pees. And it combines pay toilets and automatic toilets... the dreaded super loo.

Having used one of these for the first, and probably last, time recently, I thoughtfully held the door open for the next user; a lady I didn't know, incidentally.

She cheerily accepted my display of courtesy and entered the super loo.

As I walked away, I heard screams emanating from within. The lady, now not looking so cheery, emerged from the loo wringing wet from the waist down.
After apologising profusely, I realised the mistake I had made. This is super loo, remember. [And? - Ed.] And super loos self-clean after each user. This process is triggered when the door closes. The lady I had 'helped' was treated to a blast of cold water spraying from all directions when she closed the door.

My advice to anyone out there in gramblerland... if you need to use a public toilet and it has any sign of automation... cross your legs.

 

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Birthday honours...

Let’s move on to the birthday honours, shall we? Were any famous or not so well-known individuals born on the 2nd of November? Of course there were. Here are some that even I have heard of.

Reginald Beckwith 1908 - Actor. One of those faces that cropped up in a lot of British films in the 1950s, especially ones made by the Ealing Studios. Played Lt. H. R. Bowers in Scott of the Antarctic.

Hazel Douglas 1923 - Actress. She worked with Brian Rix in his Whitehall farces for many years. Later played Nagini (disguised as Bathilda Bagshot) in Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows - Part 1.

Nadia Cattouse 1924 - Actress, singer and songwriter. A clip? No probs. Here’s Long Time Boy.

Peter Hope 1930 - Composer and arranger. Here’s a piece he wrote, The Jaunting Car (Ring of Kerry).. According to the blurb associated with the link, it was used during some of the TV test card showings; something only those of a certain age will remember.

Terry Richards 1932 - Actor and stuntman. Remember that scene in Raiders of the Lost Ark where Indiana Jones is confronted by the Arabian swordsman? That was Terry.

Peter Seabrook 1935 - TV gardener.

Desmond Hammill 1936 - Television news reporter.

Bruce Welch 1941 - Musician. A Shadow. Would you like a clip? Why not. Here’s F. B. I.  Bruce is the one on the left.

Jimmy Bilsbury 1942 - Who? He was a singer and songwriter. You may not know his name, but you might remember this song wot he wrote, Belfast.

Kevin Hector 1944 - Footy bloke. He played in the first ever game of football I was taken to as a nipper... I was the nipper, not him.

Keith Emerson 1944 - Musician. Here’s something you might recognise, Fanfare for the Common Man.

Mick Jackson 1947 - Musician. He penned this, his only record to make top 20, Blame it on the Boogie.  Ah, the late 70s when men thought having permed hair made you look cool.  This record caused a lot of confusion when it was issued, mainly because it was also released by The Jacksons and featured a certain (other) Michael Jackson.

Dave Pegg 1947 - Musician. He is a member of Fairport Convention, is a past member of Jethro Tull and has worked with many other artists. A clip? What’s it going to be? [Jethro Tull, because it always is, if you get the sniff of a chance to shoehorn one of their songs in. - Ed.] Sorry to disappoint you, but it’s this, Northern Sky.  Dave Pegg played bass on that track. Incidentally, you might be interested to know that John Cale played most of the other instruments on it.

Philip Hayton 1947 - Newsreader.

Frankie Miller 1949 - Singer. Have another wee clip. Here’s the song that makes every emigrant Scot homesick, Caledonia.

Maxine Nightingale 1952 - Singer. Here’s her biggest hit, Right Back Where We Started From.

Peter Mullan 1959 - Actor and film-maker. Jacob Snell in Ozark.

Paul ‘Smudger’ Smith 1962 - Fitba guy. Ex-Motherwell, you know.

Derek Mountfield 1962 - Footy bloke.

Peter Amory 1964 - Actor. Chris Tate in Emmerdale.

Steve Redmond 1967 - Footy bloke.

Steve Edge 1972 - Actor and writer. Billy Dawson in Benidorm.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I’ve received a letter...

Dear Maxine Gramblingale,

It was wonderful to hear your hit record, Right Back Where We Started From which, I believe was your most successful record in the UK. I have a question for you: Did you ever have a number one record anywhere in the world, say, Canada?

Yours mapleleafily,

Lee De Mion.

 

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Gramble time...

How did our last bet with Lordbakes fare? Not too well. We did win. Sort of. We got 62 pees back from our £2.20 stake. Oh dear. What happened? Read on...

Aston Villa vs Bournemouth - Home win

Result - Aston Villa 1 Bournemouth 1

Ooh! ’It the bar!

Bournemouth striker Evanilson scored with the last touch of the game to rescue a point at Aston Villa. Boo!

The Cherries were given a free-kick six minutes into stoppage time and, with everybody including the goalkeeper forward, Marcus Tavernier found an unmarked Evanilson at the near post who flicked a header into the far corner.

Villa had been the better side and went ahead in the 76th minute when Ross Barkley hooked in Leon Bailey's header back across goal.

Earlier, John McGinn had a strike ruled out in the 28th minute after a long video assistant referee (VAR) review.

McGinn converted Ollie Watkins' cutback, but it was ruled that the ball had narrowly rolled out of play for a Bournemouth goal-kick just before Watkins gathered possession.

 

Brentford vs Ipswich - Home win

Result -Brentford 4 Ipswich 3

Yay! Or should be phew!

Bryan Mbeumo scored a 96th-minute winner as Brentford beat Ipswich Town in a seven-goal thriller.

Mbeumo's left-footed cross into the box evaded everyone and nestled into the bottom corner.

Substitute Liam Delap scored to make it 3-3 with four minutes remaining as he met Leif Davis' cross and produced a delicate flicked finish past Brentford goalkeeper Mark Flekken.

Brentford came from two goals down and looked set for victory as Harry Clarke was sent off for the away side having picked up two yellow cards.

Two goals in three minutes from Sam Szmodics and George Hirst had given the Tractor Boys hope of their first victory since returning to the division.

Kalvin Phillips' threaded pass found Hirst who passed to Szmodics and the Ireland forward finished from 15 yards out.

Hirst then fired across Flekken as Ipswich took control.

However, their lead was wiped out before the break thanks to Yoane Wissa's 44th minute goal and an unfortunate Clarke own goal in the space of two minutes.

Wissa found the back of the net from Vitaly Janelt's cross and then got a shot away from a tight angle with Clarke getting the final touch and sending the ball into his own net.

Clarke brought down Keane Lewis-Potter in the box six minutes after the restart, earning his first booking, and Bryan Mbeumo scored the resulting penalty to make it 3-2 to the home side.

Clarke then fouled Lewis-Potter in the 69th minute as Ipswich were reduced to 10 men.

Delap scored to level matters, but Mbeumo's late strike gave Brentford the points.

Incredibly, the away side almost rescued a point when Delap crashed an effort off the post with seconds left to play.

 

Brighton vs Wolves - Home win

Result - Brighton 2 Wolves 2

Ooh! ’It the bar again!

The home side looked to be coasting to three points after substitute Evan Ferguson made it 2-0 in the 85th minute after in-form Danny Welbeck had opened the scoring at the end of the first half.

But Rayan Ait-Nouri reduced the deficit in the 88th minute before Brazil forward Matheus Cunha capped an impressive performance with a deflected shot which went in off the underside of the bar in the 93rd minute.

The equaliser came moments after Brighton somehow messed up a four-on-one situation as they searched for a third goal.

It allowed Wolves to break up the other end through Tommy Doyle who produced the pass for Cunha's late finish.

 

Bristol City vs Leeds - Away win

Result - Bristol City 0 Leeds 0

Ooh! ’It the bar yet again!

Bristol City made a bright start, but it took two saves from Max O’Leary to deny Willy Gnonto and Dan James from giving Leeds a half-time advantage.

And when O’Leary was beaten after the interval by Gnonto, Zak Vyner was back in support to clear off the line as the hosts stubbornly held on for a point.

[Two sentences. That must have been a really exciting game. - Ed.]

 

Sheffield Utd. vs Stoke - Home win

Result - Sheffield Utd. 2 Stoke 0

Yay!

Goals from Kieffer Moore and Tyrese Campbell sealed the win for the Blades

United opened the scoring after 14 minutes when Moore directed Alfie Gilchrist’s fizzing low drive into the net.

Junior Tchamadeu then collected Million Manhoef’s pass during a rare surge forward but his left-footed shot was comfortably saved by Michael Cooper at his near post.

Cooper’s opposite number, Viktor Johansson, then tipped away Vinicius Souza’s powerful strike.

Moore almost netted again but he was only able to send his diving header over the bar following Harrison Burrows' centre from the left.

In an often niggly affair which produced six yellow cards, United sealed the victory five minutes after half-time.

Harry Souttar’s forward pass was not dealt with by Stoke captain Ben Gibson, whose slip allowed Jesurun Rak-Sakyi to find Campbell who scored.

Ashley Phillips was inches away from halving the deficit on the hour mark but he was unable to direct his effort on target following a scramble in the penalty area.

With 13 minutes remaining, Stoke substitute Bae Jun-Ho found Lewis Koumas but he could only fire wide at the near post - and with that the visitors' final opportunity to get back into the match had gone.

Okay, not a good week; only two spot on and three near misses. Can The Grambler do better this week? Let’s see...

Game - Result - Odds

Middlesbrough vs Coventry City - Home win - 3/4

Q.P.R. vs Sunderland - Away win - 11/10

Sheffield Wed. vs Watford - Home win - Evens

St. Mirren vs Ross County - Home win - 10/11

Livingston vs Queens Park - Home win - 10/11

The bets have been placed - Ten 20 pee doubles plus a single 20 pee accumulator. If the results go as predicted by The Grambler, the Bobby Moore Fund will be richer to the tune of a whopping

£12.80

Now, that is whopping.

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Teaser time...

Yay! How did you get on with the five teasers set last time? Here are the answers.

1. Who am I?

I was born in Terrassa, Spain in 1998. An attacking midfielder, I began my senior career Dinamo Zagreb before moving to RB Leipzig. In August 2024, I returned to my youth career club, Barcelona, for a transfer fee of €60 million. I have been capped for Spain 40 times.

Answer - Dani Olmo

2. Which current Premier League player has scored the most goals?

Answer - Mo Salah (for the moment)

3. ...But what about those players who make the ‘assist’? Here’s the question: which current Premier League player is credited with the most assists?

Answer - Kevin De Bruyne

4. Who is the current captain of Everton?

Answer - Séamus Coleman

5. Which club plays its home games at Gayfield Park?

Answer - Arbroath

Shall we have some for this week? Yes, let’s...

1. Who am I?

I was born in São Gonçalo, Rio de Janeiro in 2000. A forward, I began my senior career at Flamengo before being transferred to my present club, Real Madrid, a week after my 18th birthday for €46 million. I have been capped for my country 35 times. I recently scored a hat-trick in the 5-2 game against Borussia Dortmund.

2. Who won this year’s Ballon d’Or?

3. Which is the only Premier League side yet to concede or be awarded a penalty in the 2024-25 season so far?

4. Who is the current captain of Celtic?

5. Why is St Johnstone unique in both the Scottish and English senior leagues?

There you have it. Have fun trying to work that lot out. As always, try and answer them before shouting out Hey Googly, Syria or Alexis. Please feel free to pass on the link to your pals so that they can enjoy The Grambler’s footy teasers too.

 

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Remember the serious message...

As usual (at the risk of repeating myself), I remind you of the main reason for continuing to publish this blog – to raise awareness about bowel cancer. If you have any bowel problems, don’t be fobbed off with the line that you are too young for bowel cancer to be a consideration. Just point your doctor in the direction of (the already mentioned) Never Too Young | Bowel Cancer UK


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Please, take a few minutes to watch an informative little video from Mersh (a great friend of Stewart’s).  Click on this link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=26HWQXMalX4. The amount quoted is miles out of date. The total raised for the Bobby Moore Fund now stands at...

£79,534

 

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And Finally...

And finally, Cyril? And finally, Esther, I am indebted to a Mr. G. B. Shaw who passed away on this date in 1950. Why, you may ask, am I including George Bernard Shaw in this week’s edition of your favourite ill-informed blog? The reason is simple: like that other great Irish writer, Oscar Wilde, Shaw is eminently quotable. Here are some that might make you think.

A life spent making mistakes is not only more honorable, but more useful than a life spent doing nothing.

Animals are my friends...and I don't eat my friends.

Those who cannot change their minds cannot change anything.

Youth is wasted on the young.

The liar's punishment is, not in the least that he is not believed, but that he cannot believe anyone else.

Why should we take advice on sex from the pope? If he knows anything about it, he shouldn't!

Success does not consist in never making mistakes but in never making the same one a second time.

To Winston Churchill - I am enclosing two tickets to the first night of my new play; bring a friend ... if you have one.

Churchill’s response - Cannot possibly attend first night; will attend second, if there is one.

Patriotism is, fundamentally, a conviction that a particular country is the best in the world because you were born in it.

He knows nothing; and he thinks he knows everything. That points clearly to a political career.

A pessimist is a man who thinks everybody is as nasty as himself, and hates them for it.

My way of joking is to tell the truth. It's the funniest joke in the world.

Hatred is the coward's revenge for being intimidated.

Both optimists and pessimists contribute to society. The optimist invents the aeroplane, the pessimist the parachute.

I’m an atheist and I thank God for it.

You don't stop laughing when you grow old, you grow old when you stop laughing.

When a thing is funny, search it carefully for a hidden truth.

I often quote myself. It adds spice to my conversation.

The trouble with her is that she lacks the power of conversation but not the power of speech.

The most tragic thing in the world is a man of genius who is not a man of honor.

Liquor is the chloroform which enables the poor man to endure the painful operation of living.

We learn from experience that men never learn anything from experience.

He who can, does. He who cannot, teaches. 

You'll never have a quiet world till you knock the patriotism out of the human race.

No man ever believes that the Bible means what it says: He is always convinced that it says what he means.

 

Wise words there, mate. And, finally, not a quote, but it sums up the man...

While browsing in a second-hand bookshop one day, George Bernard Shaw was amused to find a copy of one of his own works which he himself had inscribed for a friend: "To ----, with esteem, George Bernard Shaw."
He immediately purchased the book and returned it to the friend with a second inscription: "With renewed esteem, George Bernard Shaw.”

 

A young G.B.S.

 

 

That’s all for this week folks, but remember you can read the musings of The Grambler every week (well, most weeks) by going to the blog at www.thegrambler.com where you can also catch up on any previous editions you may have missed.

 

Happy grambling.