The 28th annual Faymondo music awards

Many many years ago (Over 25) I was glued to the TV as it was the Brit awards. Most probably sat down with my late mum who would have been on the vodka and my dad would be muttering away saying this isn’t music. Music was all about the brit awards for a young teenage me. After all it was the music being pushed onto me by the music dealers industry. It was 1988 and the then 13 year old me decided I know I will have my own music awards. So I robbed an exercise book from Calderstones school and the Faymondo Music awards were born. Who would have thought that this young nerd would still be charting the same awards many years later. So this year I am proud to announce the 28th edition (2015) Faymondo music awards. A bit like saying your much better than last nights audience indeed 2015 was the best year musically for me. The continued growth of subscription music along with other online platforms means I am listening to more music than ever. I am also seeing more live music than ever and try and keep my eye in on the local music scene from which last years best album winners were The Tea Street Band and local talent such as The Floormen and Ali Ingle hopefully getting around to releasing an album sometime and aim for a prestigious award ! 2015 has also seen me buy more vinyl than ever and even invest in a new deck thus leading to drunken buys on eBay of old albums from the past (I won’t mention Phil Collins No Jacket Required) So as ever I put up the previous winners for you to have a look at and maybe go hmmmmmm to but hey thats what it was at that time of my life and remember I was a spotty teenager when I started these awards. I don’t proclaim to have the coolest musical taste but its one that does for me. But first the nominations and the albums I listened to most during last year.

The Day Is My Enemy

The Prodigy

The Race For Space

Public Service Broadcasting

Sonic Soul Surfer

Seasick Steve

Chasing Yesterday

Noel Gallagher’s High Flying Birds

Hairless Toys

Roisin Murphy

Food Chain

London Afrobeat Collective   

Born In The Echoes

Chemical Brothers

Lead Bellys Gold

Eric Bibb & J J Milteau

Wisdom Laughter And Lines

Paul Heaton & Jacqui Abbott

Counting The Squall

Guy Garvey

We

The Christians    

Who Is The Sender

Bill Fay

Darling Arithmetic

Villagers

Innserstanding

Maverick Sabre

Favourite Worry

Milk

7

Seal

Not Real

Steeling Sheep

Born Under Saturn

Django Dango

The Lucid Dream

The Lucid Dream

Blind Faith

Black

The Love Terrorist

Loved Up Les

 

The start of 2016 has seen the music scene lose quite a few names. The biggest Bowie but the most important to me was Liverpool’s own Colin Vearncombe who sadly died after a car crash in Ireland. Music to me if often a trigger to a memory and often I can pin point it down very accurately. Well I remember sitting on the even then the dated brown plastic seats of Liverpool Central waiting for the train home reading the sleeve notes to my new cassette “Wonderful Life” by Black and looking forward to bang it on my shiny tape to tape cassette deck (With high speed dubbing ! ) Looking back at previous awards Black managed just one award and best group in 1991. I only managed to catch Colin live twice over the years and was hoping to see him this year. Sadly that is not to be. So thank you Colin for all the music you made even to his 2015 album “Blind Faith” A loss that brought back huge childhood memories and your music will live on forever.

So onto the awards for 2015 and they are listed below next two the previous 27 years. That long eh. In case you missed it this years awards were held in The Aigburth Peoples hall. Only myself turned up so instead of scribbling the inners into my stolen exercise book I just updated my Excel spreadsheet. I had a Desperado and a cocktail sausage roll and the party was over. Must really arrange something big for the 30th anniversary but lets face facts 2015 was the year multi award winning The Christians visited my house BLOG HERE where can we go ?? Do check out some of the albums on the list well worth a listen

BEST ALBUM WINNER

BEST ALBUM RUNNER UP

1988

Raintown-DEACON BLUE

The christians-THE CHRISTIANS

1989

When the world knows your name-DEACON BLUE

Checkmate-ROGER CHRISTIAN

1990

Colour-THE CHRISTIANS

In the blood-LONDONBEAT

1991

Fellow hoodlems-DEACON BLUE

Seal-SEAL

1992

Happy in hell-THE CHRISTIANS

Volume 3 just right-SOUL II SOUL

1993

Whatever you say,say nothing-DEACON BLUE

Happy in hell-THE CHRISTIANS

1994

Our town-DEACON BLUE

Very-PET SHOP BOYS

1995

Tuesday night music club-SHERYL CROW

Seal (2) – SEAL

1996

Sheryl crow-SHERYL CROW

Whats the story morning glory-OASIS

1997

Time for change-SOUL II SOUL

Your cool mystery-GARRY CHRISTIAN

1998

The globe sessions-SHERYL CROW

5-LENNY KRAVITZ

1999

On how life is-MACY GRAY

Beacoup fish-UNDERWORLD

2000

Sunset over london-JOOLS HOLLAND R/B’S ORCHESTRA

The marshall mathers lp-EMINEM

2001

Homesick- DEACON BLUE

Loco-FUN LOVIN’ CRIMINALS

2002

The Eminem Show-EMINEM

Roland Gift-ROLAND GIFT

2003

Don’t give up on me-SOLOMON BURKE

Prodigal Sons-THE CHRISTIANS

2004

How does it feel-GARRY CHRISTIAN

Feels like Home-NORAH JONES

2005

Wildflower-SHERYL CROW

Make do with what you got-SOLOMON BURKE

2006

Fundamental-PET SHOP BOYS

Nashville-SOLOMON BURKE

2007

Dog House Music-SEASICK STEVE

Overtones-JUST JACK

2008

Chronicles Of A Modern Life-HENRY PRIESTMAN

I Started Out With Nothing And Still Got Most Of It Left-SEASICK STEVE

2009

Yes – PET SHOP BOYS

All Night Cinema – JUST JACK

2010

Bittersweet Batch- JESSE DEE

Tell Em What Your Name Is- BLACK JOE LEWIS AND THE HONEYBEARS

2011

Build A Rocket Boys-ELBOW

London Afrobeat Collective – LAC

2012

Ill Manors -PLAN B

The Lumineers -THE LUMINEERS

2013

Electric – Pet Shop Boys

Random Access Memories –Daft Punk

2014

Tea Street Band – TEA STREET BAND

The Last Mad Surge Of Youth – HENRY PRIESTMAN

2015

Darling Arithmetic – VILLAGERS

Favourite Worry – THE MILK

BEST GROUP WINNER

BEST GROUP RUNNER UP

1988

THE CHRISTIANS

DEACON BLUE

1989

FINE YOUNG CANNIBALS

DEACON BLUE

1990

THE CHRISTIANS

LONDONBEAT

1991

BLACK

DEACON BLUE

1992

SOUL II SOUL

EN VOGUE

1993

THE CHRISTIANS

DEACON BLUE

1994

DEACON BLUE

PET SHOP BOYS

1995

SOUL II SOUL

M PEOPLE

1996

OASIS

PET SHOP BOYS

1997

SOUL II SOUL

JAMIROQUAI

1998

FUN LOVIN CRIMINALS

OASIS

1999

JAMIROQUAI

UNDERWORLD

2000

JOOLS HOLLAND & RHYTHM/BLUES ORCHESTRA

THE CHRISTIANS

2001

DEACON BLUE

DAFT PUNK

2002

OASIS

UNDERWORLD

2003

THE CHRISTIANS

FUN LOVIN CRIMINALS

2004

JOOLS HOLLAND & RHYTHM/BLUES ORCHESTRA

THE PRODIGY

2005

JAMIROQUAI

FUN LOVIN CRIMINALS

2006

PET SHOP BOYS

TRANSIT KINGS

2007

PINK MARTINI

THE CHEMICAL BROTHERS

2008

OASIS

JEGSY DODD AND THE ORIGINAL SINNERS

2009

PET SHOP BOYS

MCINTOSH ROSS

2010

MASSIVE ATTACK

FAITHLESS

2011

ELBOW

LONDON AFROBEAT COLLECTIVE   

2012

DEACON BLUE

DJANGO DJANGO

2013

DAFT PUNK

PET SHOP BOYS

2014

TEA STREET BAND

METRONOMY

2015

VILLAGERS

PUBLIC SERVICE BROADCASTING

BEST MALE

BEST FEMALE

1988

MICHEAL JACKSON

YAZZ

1989

ROGER CHRISTIAN

MADONNA

1990

ROGER CHRISTIAN

N/A

1991

SEAL

MADONNA

1992

MICHEAL JACKSON

MADONNA

1993

TERENCE TRENT D’ARBY

MADONNA

1994

TERENCE TRENT D’ARBY

N/A

1995

SEAL

SHERYL CROW

1996

RICKY ROSS

SHERYL CROW

1997

GARRY CHRISTIAN

SHERYL CROW

1998

LENNY KRAVITZ

SHERYL CROW

1999

JOSE PADILLA

MACY GRAY

2000

EMINEM

MADONNA

2001

N/A

MACY GRAY

2002

EMINEM

SHERYL CROW

2003

SOLOMON BURKE

NORAH JONES

2004

GARRY CHRISTIAN

NORAH JONES

2005

SOLOMON BURKE

SHERYL CROW

2006

SOLOMON BURKE

N/A

2007

SEASICK STEVE

NORAH JONES

2008

HENRY PRIESTMAN

SHERYL CROW

2009

JUST JACK

IMELDA MAY

2010

SOLOMON BURKE

SHERYL CROW

2011

NOEL GALLAGHER & HIGH FLYING BIRDS

BEVERLEY KNIGHT

2012

BILL FAY

NORAH JONES

2013

CHARLES BRADLEY

N/A

2014

HENRY PRIESTMAN

IMELDA MAY

2015

NOEL GALLAGHER & HIGH FLYING BIRDS

ROiSIN MURPHY

BEST NEWCOMER TO ME

1988

DEACON BLUE

1989

SOUL II SOUL

1990

LONDONBEAT

1991

THE FARM

1992

EN VOUGE

1993

STEREO MC’S

1994

THE GRID

1995

SHERYL CROW

1996

RICKY ROSS

1997

FINLAY QUAYE

1998

KAREN RAMIREZ

1999

JOSE PADILLA

2000

EMINEM

2001

XXXXXXXXXXXXX

2002

ROLAND GIFT

2003

SOLOMON BURKE (NEW TO ME)

2004

DR JOHN (NEW TO ME)

2005

JOHN LEGEND

2006

JEGSY DODD

2007

SEASICK STEVE

2008

ROISIN MURPHY

2009

IMELDA MAY

2010

JESSE DEE

2011

LONDON AFROBEAT COLLECTIVE

2012

THE DESTROYERS

2013

VILLAGERS

2014

TEA STREET BAND

2015

THE MILK

So thats it for another year I wonder what 2016 will bring well already last years multi winners Villagers have a new album out as well as the final offering from a certain Mr David Bowie. Who need the Brits now eh ? Well maybe my 11 year old daughter. Maybe when she reaches 13 I should also note her awards and we can start off a second generation of Faymondo music awards that will outlast me when I have gone to the great gig in the sky ?

Brit awards trophy

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A Cultural Review Of Stuttgart

So here we are February 2016 and time for another one of the now infamous “Cultural Review” blogs. The winning bid for 2016 seen a return to Germany and the city of Stuttgart. Here are the previous cultural reviews WROCLAW  RIGA TALLIN KRAKOW WARSAW HAMBURG So 8am in Wetherspoons in Liverpool city centre and the quickest served sausage on toast I have ever had meant the wait until 9am for a first bevvy was gonna be a long one but it was brightened up as one of the lads was waiting to order and the local drunk said very loudly to us that your mate has a pot belly. Oh how we laughed and indeed laughed for the next two days. So onto the airport it was and a quick couple of pints interrupted by a hoverboard video showing some great hoverboard videos and those of us who haven’t bought their kids one will be rushing down to Argos this weekend. Onto the flight and we turned around on the runway as we had a dodgy engine. The worst possible start to one of our cultural trips but I suppose it was better being late than being a pile of ashes on Sky News. Anyway no need for a spare plane they fixed the problem quite quickly. Though I am not a nervous flyer, this time I was glad to get up in the air safe. So we arrived in Stuttgart and onto they hotel we were staying in called “The Pension” hotel which was quite apt and the two pensioners with us were on about the 4th floor and there was no lift. About the only complaint we could level against the tour company the as ever excellent Toucan Travel.

So we headed out into the early Stuttgart evening and a quick drink in the sports bar we found a bar with just two people in. Within one round we were singing and the bar manager gave us control of his large screen playing music and the ‘You tube” takeover had occurred though one song was a clip from top of the pops introduced by Jimmy Savile which brought the requestor of the song some well deserved stick and the two people at the bar were soon fully involved in the singing. It was here that my surprise for the lads was produced. I had with some help created a pack of top trumps cards with a twist. The twist being each of the 13 lads who went away had their own card with some interesting and controversial categories including “Weight” and ‘Ale Tolerance” So the draw was made and it was two euro’s a man in and rounds one and two of the inaugural European Top Trumps championship was under way. By now we had become settled after taking over a pub. The bar man must had thought he had won the lottery with the cash we were putting over and he gave us a pizza delivery number and for the first time in the 12 year history of these trips food was bought out of the kitty. It was the first portion of chips which was my diet for two days apart from a twix I had !!  Having come all the way to Stuttgart and done just two pubs we needed to venture out a bit more so made it to a gay bar and then onto a Jazz bar before we called it a night.

February Top trumps

So day two and down for breakfast and sadly no hot dogs so it was just bread and butter for breakfast and the tradition of robbing all the small  Nutella’s to give to my kids as presents. Time for some culture and we had a walk around Stuttgart for a bit whilst waiting for the boozer to open. Here Stuttgart let me down as I ordered a plain burger in McDonalds. As usual I had to wait and it got popped down over the top of the burger rack so as such I didn’t check it and when I bit into it nearly died as the mustard and gherkin hit my pallet. You bastards !  Some of the lads bailed to the Mercedes museum but I am not one for cars and headed the pub with 4 other lads though I did later learn that the three throngs on the Mercedes sign were for “Land” “Air” and “Sea” so in the process saved myself about 25 euro’s but then spent that on ale ! The pub we went in the five of us drunk them dry of Becks, then Becks Gold. The elderly bar maid come over very apologetic and said in broken English I only have these left and they were only bottles of Desperados. The bar had filled up with a few other scousers who were en route to the Liverpool game in Augsburg though sadly we were coming home on Thursday (What a finish to the trip that would have been) So we found a few more bars one of which we ended up having a nipple off between two of the lads and the nipple I championed won. It was also time for the semi and finals of the European Top Trumps Championship on which I triumphed to shouts of fiddle so I donated my winnings back into the kitty and took away the title with pride. We strayed upon a very seedy basement bar with nobody in but very dark and with UV lights and a few shelves which meant the eldest of out group a small pensioner was placed upon the self with my red bobble hat on and assumed the position of a gnome.

Eddie the gnome

One one thing to do now and head back to the bar we took over the night before “Turkish Joe” (His adopted name from us) the bar manager was very pleased to see us as we took over his pub again and one of the lads became the you tube DJ. it was back to the early 80’s as “Oooops up side your head” came on and 12 pissed men were lined up on the floor of the pub doing the moves to the dance. As usual the last one up ended up at the bottom of what can only be described as a heavyweight piley on. Once again food came out of the kitty and yes I had more chips. But these were soon burned off as our own resident DJ had us all up with notable highlights being “Nellie the elephant” by the Toy Dolls, one of the lads after all this time revealing his secret dance skills that were straight from a Wigan Pier Northern Soul night. He was either the most pissed he had let himself get or somebody had spiked him with a “Gary Ablett” We said our farewell to ‘Turkish Joe” and had one final drink in the Sports Bar were there seemed to be a kick off in the making between two Chinese lads as we watched from a far it petered off into nothing. So we headed up the steps to bed (Tucan Tavel not believing in lifts) and we all had a smile on out face as we had a blue kinder egg in our pockets that only cost 4 euros from “Turkish Joe’s” Toilet (See Below)

Travel Pussy

So a last walk around Stuttgart after two days on the ale with everyone thinking how they are going to get their new travel friends home and if they did how not to get them mixed up with real Kinder Eggs ! We spotted ‘Turkish Joe” on our walk with his missus (Who was fond of a dance) they must have been banking his winnings from our trip to Stuttgart though the sign in his bar did confuse me (See below) We got the airport early and discussions involved the whole of the Henry The Hoover range and then a video of him was passed around by me that I had seen before. Scoring a goal on the mini bus home being dropped off in Aigburth Vale all that was remained to do was give the wife, kids and dog a big kiss, cuddle and hug and announce I am home then announcing that the match is on at 8pm so if you all kindly fuck off it would be much appreciated. Thanks again to the group of teachers I gegg in with for the trip. The name of the school is withheld to protect the guilty and not many of them are left teaching though we did have one from the original school the trip was organised from attending this year. A big up to the organiser and the fellas for another outstanding and funny trip. 2017 already being lined up and the two bidding cities in the lead are Poznan and Munich. The rest of the world awaits as the winning bid will be revealed in September. Oh and please fill in any missing gaps of the trip in the comments section.

Turkish Joe's bar

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A Darth Vader Valentine’s Day

So February the 14th and the lovers day of Valentines Day. First disappointment of Valentines Day is that there was no postal service with it being a Sunday. Guess Monday morning will have to be the excitement of cards from all my admirers though Mrs Fay did buy me a card and some heart shaped chocolates. The favour was returned with the ambassador coming in and giving Mrs Fay some Ferrero Rocher and in the process really spoiling her. That was the sum total of romance for Valentines Day as the females of the house kindly went to church and I hurriedly walked the dog to get back ASAP for some valuable man time. It is Valentines day after all. I had planned on jut plonking my fat arse (though getting thinner fat arse) onto the couch all day as a reward for running 18 miles yesterday which was better than the 17 I had planned. Such joy at being in a better position (So far) to attack marathon number two but then the utter dejection of knowing I still have to find another 8 miles. Well the marathon is 8 weeks today so its so far so good on that front. My planned day of laziness was not to be as I realised I had been double booked for my Nephew & Godson’s birthday. Not only that I was to be the surprise guest along with the father in law.

So we got to Childwall sports centre and it was the usual affair. Loads of sprogs, a bouncy castle and the balloons I had blown up now echoing around the sports hall like gunshots as the kids took great joy in bursting them. After trying to burn some of the energy from the kids by trying to wear them out by playing some party games in the guise of running the sweet little cherubs sat down for some food and that was the signal for me and the father in law to sneak off to the toilets and no before you start it wasn’t some kind of semi insestuous cruising Valentines Day meeting. We were the surprise guests to bring out Ethan’s birthday cake. Tonight Mathew we are going to be Darth Vader and a Clone Trooper. First up it was a bonus that I was being asked to portray Lord Darth Vader and not Jabba The Hutt and looking at my partner in crime he certainly looked a little small to be a stormtrooper. So fully dressed we marched out and presented Ethan with his Birthday cake and I was in fear of numerous kids deciding to attack the evil Lord Vader and me having to use the force on them (A quick kick to the shins) Luckily the kids were buying into it (Isn’t it a marvellous thing the mind of a young child) and they didn’t get onto the fact that Darth Vader had put a bit of beef on or the vertically challenged Clone Trooper. Before I knew it I was the focus of many an iPhone pointing at me to capture the moment Darth Fay Vader meet their kids or were they taking it as ammo to take the piss out of me on social media ? All of a sudden there was a disturbance in the force and I knew straight away that Arsenal had scored a late winner against Leicester. I needed to save the rest of my powers to get updates of the Liverpool game. The kids were happy enough playing with our props (Light sabre and blaster) and I only noticed one small girl who was a bit weary of this giant Lord Vader though in all honesty by this point my Darth Vader mask was misting up having not been built to be surrounded by a hooded top and I was trying my best not to trip over anything and go arse over tit. Before we knew it it was time for me to head back to the Death Star so we bid our farewell and I killed a few of the kids with my light sabre on the way out. Come on I had to didn’t I !!! But that wasn’t it we were back for an encore though charging double time for a Sunday. My gaffer isn’t Jeremy Cunt I wont let my contract be changed. It was at this alarming point that I noticed all the party food going and my senses focused in on the sausage rolls. Putting my hand out and reaching in the direction of aforementioned sausage rolls I summoned up the force to try and bring one to me through the air but it didn’t work. This time it was goodbye for real and I just about made it back to the toilets and removed my now fully condensed Darth Vader helmet and we quickly got dressed and sneaked out the back and slipped quietly back into the party and Ethan hadn’t suspected that Uncle Vader and Gan Gan Trooper had gone missing. Just a shame I didn’t have some leather gloves and big boots on. Replaced by my shiny work shoes and Thinsulate gloves. Perhaps when me and Dave go full time we will invest in the full correct gear as I am sure I spotted the Clone Trooper in some Adidas trabs ! So happy birthday 6th birthday to Ethan for tomorrow and hope you enjoyed your Star Wars party only next time tell me that Darth Vader is coming as I missed him this time ;0)

Darth Fay

Darth Fay and his crew

Darth Fay and his bitches

So Valentines evening and awaiting Mrs Fay to come in from Ethans after party (I legged it to watch the rest of the footy) and as I type the peace is shattered and team Fay are back with a report that Ethan said the best part of his of his party was when Darth Vader walked in ahhh bless. So all that remains is to lash the kids in bed and for me to get back in my Darth Vader costume and for me to whip out my big red light sabre and offer it to Mrs Fay saying the ambassador has sent me to spoil you who in turn will say behave yourself it is late and I am in work tomorrow and Darth Vader walks slowly off hunched over big red light sabre retracting.

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The tales of a 15 year old me.

So on Sunday Everton played Carlisle away in the FA Cup and that got me thinking about my trip to Carlisle in the FA Cup. So re-re wind the crowd say “Bo Selecta” and a 15 year old me met a lad from Carlisle called John or “Snowy” as we nicknamed him due to his very blonde hair. I met him on a holiday in Malta in September 1988 . I Also met a nice girl from Mirfield (By Huddersfield) but the less said about that the better but my parents allowed me to get the train up there just turned 15. My god there is no chance I would let a lad of 15 come and see Elizabeth in Liverpool or make the return trip. Anyway back to the football and I made another train trip up to Carlisle and met John on the friday night and went the match on the Saturday afternoon and stood in the home end keeping quiet as games still had an edge about them in them days and I recall John Barnes coming in for a bit of racial abuse from the home fans. Liverpool won and at the quarter final Liverpool played Brentford at home so I repaid the hospitality and John came down and stood on the famous kop (Yes that one before football sold its bastard soul)  The Saturday night I ended up at what could only be described as a barn dance not far from what was now the infamous village of Lockerbie. Being over a quarter of a century ago the memory is hazy but I recall trying to act hard and drinking cans of some kind of McEwans beer and being dragged up to dance with people doing some king of barn dance or what seemed like a Highland fling but no holiday romance fling (I would have remembered that !!! ) Mad to think that at the age of just 15 I was given such freedom by my parents. My Eldest daughter Elizabeth (12 in August) will never have such freedoms and so as such will be wrapped up in a bubble and dropped into life at some point wet behind the ears not ready for the big bad world. Its not that bad but you need to know your way about things, it helps. Me on the other hand knew almost every bus route by the age of 12 thanks to endless weekends travelling on a saveaway bus ticket playing such games as start at the Pier Head and first to the old Liverpool Airport on the bus wins. The 82 always beat the 80. Whilst of junior school age I would be sneaking one of my dads Woodbines cigarettes and crossing Aigburth Road then scaling a fence with spikes on top and the topping about 12 foot into Otterspool park fro a cheeky bifter ! Was life that different years ago ? Never did keep in touch with John. It was penpal or nothing in them days but I do remember his house wasn’t that far from the ground and his house could well have been under water during the recent floods there. What great days growing up finding your way in life just armed with a tenner and 50p to put in John’s mums “phone box” normally a money box style thing kept by the phone so you could offer a payment for using the precious phone line long distance to Liverpool. Due to my strange eating habits I was cheap to feed and remember just living on tins of Heinz Spaghetti on toast. Sadly I can’t remember John’s surname so no way of tracing him on the social media networks that exists these days. I do remember the girl from Mirfield’s name but best keep that in the past eh ha ha ha. So 1989 and my ventures into the big wide world. For some reason I didn’t go to the semi final of the cup (Maybe I didn’t qualify for a ticket I can’t remember) We all know what happened that day and a younger 14 year old lad I knew Phil Hammond who like me was just setting out on the adventures of life along with 95 others never made it back. Justice for the 96.

McEwans_Export

So all is going well for the Greater Manchester Marathon on April 10th. I have a 16 mile training run planned for Sunday and I have dropped a stone in weight since the start of January and am now just classed as a fat bastard instead of a very fat bastard. Any donations welcome for Down Syndrome Liverpool either on the link below or how about just a pound by texting NFAY73 £1 to 70070 to sponsor me today. Enough of the hard sell I promised not to go mad. So in other news the world of music is being hit hard by many deaths this year and the one that got me was Liverpool’s very own Colin Vearncombe more commonly known as Black who had the hit single “Wonderful Life” A strange one this as I actually felt a bit of sadness over this. Am I going mellow in my old age ? Have I discovered my heart ? Anyways Colin’s music was much more than “Wonderful Life” and I had followed his career since 1987 to date managing to catch him live twice. So I will raise my glass of wine (Yes a treat for losing a stone or as they do a Mrs Fay’s fat club ring a bell !!! ) and listen to “Ravel in the rain” and a reminder that life can be cut off in an instant and indeed whilst out jogging last Sunday I was running at the junction of Green Lane/Menlove Avenue and a fast left turn coming off Menlove. There was a woman on Menlove driving a mini and I could see her waiting for an indicator nothing came so I jogged on. She turned left and such is the junction would have been doing around 25mph an hour. I felt the air push past my knees as she went past. She didn’t even slow down or beep. Another one or two steps and I would have been doing a few summersaults that would get a perfect mark at the Brazilian Olympics and then eating tarmac for Sunday brunch. Never mind a marathon I might have been fighting for my life. It was only after I thought fucking hell that was close at the time I was too worried about being 13 miles into a 15 mile run. On the plus side if I had died imagine what kind of money my just giving page for Down Syndrome Liverpool would have raised !!!

Just fan video for “Ravel in the rain” by Black

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