What a difference a week makes…… What a difference a year makes

So this time last week I was sunning myself in the in laws back garden for a BBQ after the day before in the back yard with my moobs out and Speedo’s on (More Speedo news later) Caught that much of a “Jackie Chan” that midweek at my daughters parents evening one of the teachers commented “Have you been away?” Sadly not, Costa Del Aigburth Vale that la. Fast forward to this weekend and yesterday was one of the grimmest days weather wise for ages. Now some of you might know my alter ego as Liverpool Weather Live on Twitter. For the record (Records since December 2003) Saturday April 27th recorded 30.0mm of rain. Thus just about going the famous “Club 30” that is days in Liverpool with over 30mm of rain (I can see I am losing a few of you) It became only the 7th day of 30mm or above rainfall recored on my weather station in Liverpool. I know you are all asking well what are the others. Wait no more.

1 44.5mm 20/07/2010
2 37.6mm 29/07/2012
3 35.8mm 10/06/2016
4 31.8mm 28/02/2017
5 31.5mm 15/05/2013
6 30.5mm 24/10/2005

So there you go. What a difference a week makes.

Today was the London Marathon and quite frankly thank fuck I didn’t get in this year. One of my mates was running it and well done on the finish. This time last year I was pounding the streets of London. Tracking my mate I was inspired to go out for a run today and managed 6 of the 26 miles ! Having done 4 marathons I am not sure I have the dedication to drag my fat arse back around 26 miles to do another one. All the great weight loss of last year has all been put back on. Those 4 months of no ale at the start of 2018 and 22 mile training runs are a dim a distant memory. This years aim is just to make sure my shorts aren’t snug for Glastonbury this summer and I can confirm the 12 months putting the weight back on was much better compared to the first 4 months of 2018 losing it all. Top diet tip “Always keep your fat pants” Luckily enough in the social media age we can look back at pictures.

So here is me just before The London Marathon 2018

Here is me on London Marathon Day 2019


What a difference a year makes !

So on that depressing note I have just been the pub for four pints to see my Aunty Kathleen who is up for a visit. That 4 pints in the afternoon in a boozer is a bastard amount. Neither not enough to carry on your daily business and not enough for a proper session. So I thought I would have a double vodka and orange and fire a blog out. The aim is to last until about 9pm and then have one of the kids Easter Eggs off and retire to bed.

Anyway just checked my phone and this has just happened only the one and only Elton Welsby has just randomly followed me on Twitter. Me and my mate Ritchie love all things retro and are still reeling from this bombshell.

So Sunday a few beers, meet the family and Elton Welsby follows you on Twitter. If Carlsberg done sundays…….. @faymondo73 if yer wanna follow


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7th Heaven at AFC Liverpool

So on Saturday I finally got around to attending an AFC Liverpool match. Had been trying to sort this for some time in 2019 and I had actually forgot about the date I had arranged until reminded a few days before the match. With the weather forecast of wall to wall sunshine, a bank holiday and an early finish in work on Saturday how could I refuse. So my mate Alan came along with me and we met Mike who had kindly invited us to the match at Aigburth station and headed up to the ground.

A bit of history about AFC Liverpool (Can you guess what the AFC stands for ? ) AFC Liverpool was formed in 2008, by Liverpool FC fans, who had becoming increasingly frustrated at the cost and difficulty in obtaining tickets for the Premiership. The supposed ‘39th game’ in which Premier League fixtures would be played in different parts of the world proved to be the final straw, highlighting that top flight football is now more concerned about money than its fans. Their first home ground was a share with Prescot Cables FC and games where played at Valerie Park in Prescot. They have in recent years played their home games at Rossett Park in a ground share with Marine FC. Funny enough my last non league action I watched was on the same ground where I watched Marine take on Clitheroe FC in the F.A.Cup Link to blog here. So we had a pre match pint in a boozer near the ground and got into the ground for kick off and we were introduced to several people involved with the club and it soon became clear that without the massive efforts of these people there would be no AFC Liverpool. After a minutes silence for the 30th anniversary of the Hillsborough Disaster it was time for kick off and AFC Liverpool to take on Atherton LR in The Hallmark Security League First Division North. We had the team sheet and placed ourselves on the terrace behind the goal that AFC were kicking towards and settled down for the game.

So AFC Liverpool were 4th in the division fighting for a best place 3rd finish. Atherton were bottom of the league and a home win was expected. The game started true to form with many chances for AFC but only a 1-0 lead with a goal from Anthony Lyons. I was thinking these missed chanced from AFC Liverpool might come back to haunt them and a few defensive errors gave Atherton chances which they did not take. AFC soon started taking chances and in the glorious Easter bank holiday sunshine AFC went in 4-0 up at half time. After some half time refreshments we took a seat in the home stand behind the goal AFC were kicking towards and were introduced to a few more people associated with the club including the announcer who’s playlist included a song from one of my favourite bands The Christians so what wasn’t there to like ?

AFC continued their domination in the second half. During the second half the thing that struck me most about the day happened. With the ground surrounded by houses its quite easy to lose a match ball (Would be several a game if I was playing centre half) Anyway one ball went over into somebody’s back garden. I asked about the chances of getting the ball back and sometimes they do and sometimes they don’t. These are £60 match balls we are taking about and to a club like AFC Liverpool this soon adds up. They are already above their ball budget for the year and recently had to purchase another five match balls to see them through the season. As the second half went on another ball nearly entered somebody back yard and an AFC Liverpool member could be heard cheering as another £60 might have been saved. The second half raced past and the final score was AFC Liverpool 7 v Atherton LR 0 and a hatrick for Anthony Lyons who wont be keeping the £60 match ball. Couldn’t quite get the attendance as the announcer called it at 12,236. I have since found out the attendance was 107.

So we entered the Marine FC club bar for a post match pint and a bit more discussion around AFC Liverpool. With AFC ground sharing with Marine any gate receipts normally cover just that cost so extra monies are needed to be found to pay players etc and even a run of away games can put serious pressures on the club finances. The club do hope to find a permanent home within the city boundaries but this is still a few years away at the earliest. I have always fancied following a local non league team. Back in the 80’s as a child we used to bunk in and watch South Liverpool play whilst listening to Liverpool games on our small transistor radio. I did say to Mike who had invited us that fact that AFC did not have a base in the city and also the ground shared that this for me did not make them the attraction they could be. As I stated in October of last year this will be the last season I follow the premier league AKA Liverpool FC with full passion as next seasons introduction of Var for me is the straw the broke the camels back. The weekend before I was at Anfield for Liverpool Vs Chelsea and what a difference a week later for my next match. I will however pop along to a game or two and watch AFC Liverpool next season.

Even at this level of football money talks. Often decent players are hoovered up during the season by the better (Richer) teams down the football pyramid who can offer that few extra bob a week to players to turn out for them. The dedication and commitment of officials and staff at a club like AFC Liverpool is massive and its only when you get introduced  to a few people around a club and have explained what goes on that your eyes open up and think wow. AFC Liverpool were hit by their own tragedy earlier on in the season when their joint managed Ben Williams died suddenly at a young age. There are many many things more important than football as we all too well know in the city of Liverpool.

So it was time to head off into the lovely evening sunshine and leave the Marine Travel Arena for one last pint before the train home to Aigburth. A cracking day out. Beers, sunshine, and a 7-0 win. What more could you ask for ? Here is hoping that AFC Liverpool can push on to get their new ground and achieve the ambitions they have on the pitch alongside possible community spin offs and here is hoping they don’t lose too many balls next season !!! Oh yeah the AFC stands for Affordable Football Club.


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AFC Liverpool played on Monday against Lower Breck in a battle for third place in the Hallmark Security League First Division North. A 4-2 defeat away leaves it all to play for with just one game of the season left. Many thanks again to Mike for the invite.

15th April once again a TWAT of a day

Different year, same blog (ish)

So the 15th of April comes around yet again and its a day I dont look forward to. 15/04/1989 and its now 30 years since Liverpool fans went to Hillsborough for a F.A.Cup semi final and 96 of them died. I didnt go the match that day but had friends who did and I still remember making the phone calls that evening wondering what I would do if I heard any bad news. All my close friends made it back. There was however one lad who I played football with who did not. His name was Philip Hammond. He was only 14 and I has played in teams with him from Sudley juniors through to APH. He was a good player, that good that he was in the year below us but often played with my year. Hid dad Philip Hammond Senior has been a tireless campaigner for justice for those fans. It’s nice to see Calderstones school name their sports hall after Phil and I have had a bit of contact with his younger brother Graeme on Twitter and had the odd pint with him My thoughts are with him and his family and the other families today. What a shocking waste of a life and as I get older both as a person and a parent I can feel the pain that the families have suffered both of the tragedy and the 30 year fight for justice (Still ongoing with a potential retrial now) Sadly still many people need educating about the facts of Hillsborough and even though the inquest in Warrington provided the truth which some people still choose to ignore the families of the 96 are still waiting for justice.  Just remember don’t buy the sun.


As if by some cruel twist of fate 15/04/2006 came around and after battling cancer for the best part of 10 years my mum finally died after some time in a hospice. She was brave to the end and went through so much in those 10 years and I grab the positives that she seen me get married, and have our eldest Elizabeth. I can’t quite believe it is now 13 years since that day forever etched in my mind. It pains me that she never got to see Charlotte. Time does heal things a bit but certain dates stick out. I often think what she would have made of the kids growing up (So fast) and its heartbreaking that every body has missed out, the kids, me and my mum. Both my daughters have Lillian as a middle name after my mum so they will always remember nana. In 2012 we had another daughter born in early April called Holly who never got to see nana and also my mums mum is no longer here as well and Holly has her name Eillen (poor girl) as a middle name. Added to the misery is that my dad has now joined the great Fay/Roper party in the sky. Nobody prepares you for losing a parent and when the second one bites the dust it made me re-evaluate my life, a process which is still happening. No longer anybody to look up to and ask questions. All of a sudden you become technically an orphan. I had been giving Thatcher stick in an old blog but her daughter hit the nail on the head by saying “It is a deeply sad and rather thought-provoking landmark in life.” Talking about losing a second parent. Now I am leader of the pack with a massive hole in the family make up. An extra note for 2019. Post Hillsborough I never sing “You’ll Never Walk Alone” This gets me some funny looks at the end of family party’s when the big group all belt it out and I am sat down with my pint. I have even been asked at the match “Are you an away fan” Well the answer is I only sing it when we win a major trophy. I last belted it out in Istanbul in 2015. Lets hope it gets another airing (or two) over the coming weeks.

Just a short blog today to remember my mum and those footy fans who went to see a match but never returned.


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Fitness, Fatness and Divorce

So last weekend my social feeds were full of people doing The Manchester Marathon. A year ago I was taking part in what was an attempt at three marathons with London and Liverpool afterwards. I smashed Manchester in 4hrs 27 got around London in record heat for the event and had to just do the half in Liverpool due to illness the week before. I was the lightest I have been for years and in tip top condition. Fast forward one year and I was not doing any marathons and had a game of Just Dance with the kids and was sweating my fat moobs off. How the mighty have fallen or should that be expanded ?

Speaking of waistlines this week is one of my favourite sporting events and The Masters golf tournament. Fine memories of watching this event with my dad as a child and my elder sister coming in after Sunday night on the ale and bringing us some chips in for a late night Sunday feast. Anyway the winner of The Masters gets to choose what is on the menu at next years champions dinner. Last years champion was Patrick Reed. So what did he go for ? Apparently he had known what his masters meal would be from the age of 13. It was bone in rib-eye, mac and cheese, creamed spinach, creamed corn and Caeser salad. Not sure what I would have done if I was at the meal being a self proclaimed salad dodger. Who thinks of that scran age 13 ? Dessert was chocolate crunch and praline cheesecake. So when I win the Masters, well I do play golf on the Xbox 360 every week what would my Masters Club Dinner be in honour of the champion Neil George Fay



Main Meal

A Tesco finest quarter pounder with caramelised red onion (Who said I was fussy eh) with Chips


Sausage rolls from Porkie Pies in Garston Village and a selection of finest sausages from Cowmans sausage shop in Clitheroe (Do try both if you get the chance)


Twix Cheesecake and a make your own McFlurry machine.

I can see you all praying I win the Masters tournament one year.

Masters Meal 2019 in honour of Patrick Reed

In other news the UK divorce laws are to change to end the blame game. In future I will sorry I mean people will only have to state that the marriage has broken down irretrievably. No need for Mrs Fay to get a cob on if I want to watch the champions league in the living room as BT Sport is not on the Sky Multi room TV.  She can simply just go online now and file for a no fault divorce. She could even join the other 13 people who last chrimbo day filed for divorce.

In more divorce news this week The world’s richest man, Amazon founder Jeff Bezos, and his wife MacKenzie have agreed a record-breaking divorce settlement of at least $35bn (£27bn). Closer to home Chris and Colin Weir, who scooped £161m on the EuroMillions in 2011, also confirmed in a statement they had been living apart “for some time”. The couple from Largs in Ayrshire, have been married for more than 30 years and have two grown-up children. I always say to Mrs Fay I don’t want to win the lottery as it would bring questions and doubts that you could never imagine. I would like somebody else to win it though and give me a fee bob. Give me health over wealth any day. How sad a 71 and 62 year old split up after the win of their dreams.

And finally I was having a lovely evening spring walk the other night in Sefton Park and was taking in the lovely ambience with a walk around the lake when some kids come running down the grass hill hurtling towards the lake. Luckily they stopped and avoided a dip in the lake but I overheard their mum saying “Stay away from that lake. Yer uncle Ian fell in there once and turned green for two weeks” ha ha ha.


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