March 1st 2005

Well, January was quiet.

I did nothing wrestling wise.  February got off to a hairy start.  I decided to venture into new territory, and go and see some All Star Wrestling at Felixstowe for the first time.  Felixstowe brings back some memories from my childhood, as both my older brothers used to live there, but I had not been for a long time.

Anyway, the journey was a nightmare from the beginning.  Simple really isn't it?  Get a train, get off the train, get on another one, and get off that one.  But no, doesn't work that way.  I got off at the small station I can't remember the name of, as planned, and waited for the train.  I only had to wait 20 minutes, so no problem.  After about 30 minutes I started wondering where the train was.  I wondered over to the timetable, and it had just disappeared....!!!!

No announcement or anything!!!

Confused and annoyed, I decided to get the train that was just approaching and go back a stop, assuming there would be more regular trains from somewhere bigger like Ipswich.  I got on the train, and the ticket inspector goes "you know you're going the wrong way mate?"  I explained my prediciment, and he gave me an excuse for an apology, and told me the train to Felixstowe was just pulling in.  We had left by that time, so I had no choice.  What rubbish!!  I got back to Ipswich, and had to wait a full Half hour.  Luckily I randamly found Lee, who I hadn't seen for a while, so we chatted and stuff, and he killed about 20 of those 30 minutes.  But it wasn't over....the train was delayed by about 20 minutes.   So it ended up being almost a full hour!

I eventually got to Felixstowe, and noticing how late it was I decided to get a taxi, rather than be late to the show. I assumed there'd be a taxi rank, but no...just one lowly taxi sitting there.  I went to get in, and he was taken, but he rang a taxi for me, and said it'd be 5 minutes....it was about 13 or 14 minutes.

I eventually got to the venue with about 3 minutes to spare.  Luckily the show started late, so I managed to chat to Brian Dixon a bit before the show.

The show was....let's be honest, pretty rubbish.  The only decent match was McGuinness vs. Williams, and that was still a disappointing affair.  The show was less than 2 hours long, including the interval.  Luckily I filmed it, and it was cheap to get to, which kinda made up for it.

The venue was nice, but a venue that holds 6 or 7 hundred people should have more than 250 people in it.

The journey home worked properly, but I had to wait 90 minutes after the show finished before my next train.   I chatted with Flatliner a bit, but that was all really.

A couple of weeks later I went to film the Dropkixx trainees show in Purfleet.  I had a rubbish day in Barking, although I did manage to buy a new bag, before going to the show.  I didn't know what time the show was, so thought I'd better get there early.  I was a bit too early....about 90 minutes before anyone else got there.  And it was a coooooold day!!  So after the long walk to the venue I spent at least an hour sitting on the bowling green listening to music and eating polos.

The show was pretty good, with a couple of outstanding matches on.  The crowd was lively, and packed the venue (albeit in a tiny venue).  7 matches don't rush by, and it was a long show, but it finished intime for the last train home.  Instead of waiting an hour I opted to get a lift with Ashe into London.  He dropped me off somewhere, both of us unwaware the last train had already left.  Luckily I was able to get the bus to Walthamstowe and get the tube to Liverpool Street from there.  On the bus ride I witnessed a bank robbery with armed police and riot vans all inclusive in Walthamstowe centre!

This last week was an eventful one.  But a highly enjoyable one.  I ventured into Scotland for the first time ever!  WI*LD promotions, based in Birmingham, but performing 95% of the time north of the border were running 2 shows, and wanted Pinfall Productions to film them.  So myself and Dan were going up there on the National Express.  It would be a tough journey.  We met up with Justin Richards in London at about 10.15pm, and went to get the 11pm coach.  We nearly missed it though, cos the last call was also, queerly enough, the first call.  Well, the first one either of us heard anyway. So, alas, hardly any seats left, and we couldn't sit near each other.  Justin sat about 3 seats ahead, and Dan and I managed to sit across the gangway.  Dan slept about 85% of the journey.  I think Justin slept for a good portion of it, and I slept for about 90 non consecutive minutes.  We got to Stirling at 8.06, 7 minutes early!!!  Carl Conroy (WI*LD promoter) arrived in a taxi, and we drifted along to his hotel, where we rested.  Dan immedietly dosed off, and I eventually did.  We then went to have lunch, exchanged stories, and had a laugh.  Throughout all this there had been talk of trouble with the ring getting there, cos of the weather, and at about 7pm, after we had started filming backstage stuff, the show was cancelled!!  Well, postponed to sunday.   Out of 200 people who were already there, only 2 desired a refund.  Dan couldn't stay for the sunday show, and after much thought I decided not to either.  Justin however did stay. 

That night we stayed at Shaun Harkin's dad(Joe)'s house in Forfar.  Well we stayed in his caravan, and it was really nice.  We had a beer or 2, ate a pizza, watched some UFC and some WWE.  It was a laugh.

Joe only lives about 5 minutes away from Reid Hall in Forfar, so we actually got there at about 1pm.  The ring was already there!!!  That was a relief.  The ring guy had set half of it up and disappeared though.  About 3 hours later he came back and said he'd been at his cousins', who live in Forfar.  Fair enough. 

Man, Scotland is cheap!!!!  Just thought I'd throw that in there.

The show went down, and was a damn fine show.  Crowd was about 150.  We filmed some cool stuff backstage, and the footage of the show itself looked nice.  We watched some of it that night.  We stayed at Allan Grogan's place, along with Drew Galloway, in Dundee.  We had another pizza, and some more beer, and after Allan went to bed, we stuck Summerslam '88 on.  We all fell asleep in the first match!!! (Rougeau Brothers vs. British Bulldogs)

Next morning we got up and went to Dundee coach station.  The journey home was longer (Dundee being further north than Stirling), but not so bad.

I eventually arrived home at 9.30pm Saturday night.

Overall it was fun trip.  I met some cool people, had some laughs, and ate some very tasty and cheap pizza.  Success!!

This friday its Allstar in Colchester, followed by a saturday day out in Stevenage and UKMMAC: Extreme Fighting on sunday in Purfleet.

Should be a fun weekend. 

June 26th 2005

Wow, finally a new Dart Diary.  I've been so busy lately, and had other things to do that I've not really thought about doing a Dart Diary, but now I think it's time.  It's been 3 months since I did the last one, so there's loads to get through, which means a lot of it will be lacking in detail, but here goes:

We left off last time just after my trip to Scotland, which was set for a followup, and extended trip in march, but that never went ahead.  About a week after being as far away from home for wrestling as I'd ever been, I then went to my local venue, Charter Hall in Colchester, for some All Star Wrestling.  After the trip exactly 4 weeks earlier to Felixstowe, where are truley rubbish show was out on, I was fearing the worst for this show, but it turned out to be so much better, though far from the best Colchester show I've seen in my 3 and a half years of following the shows.

It was a pretty basic show with 3 singles match, a tag match and a 12 man Rumble, won by the man of the moment Domino.  If I remember correctly after the show I got pictures with TJ Wilson and Domino, but 3 months later still haven't had them developed.  In fact by stash of films is now going back to december, I really should get them sorted out.

About a week later Real Quality Wrestling made their debut in Clacton at the Princes Theatre.  This new promotion, headed by Phil Powers and Lloyd Ryan is kind of an offshoot of the UWA, and continued their storyline from the last Clacton show surrounding the UK Pitbulls, Lloyd Ryan and Phil Powers.  Myself and Dan filmed the event for Pinfall Productions DVD release, and were very impressed with the way the show was run, and I personally was very entertained by the 4 match card, featuring an awesome match between Charlie Rage and Jonny Storm, and a very violent an brutal match with Flatliner and Karl Krammer.  Before the show, Phil asked me to interview some fans, and Clacton regular, Lee,who regular readers will know about went ahead and did a promo.  A bloody promo, after I specifically told him not to!!  Damn idiot.  "Oh, it's Clacton, I'm so excited, Jonny Storm, Phil Powers, Flatliner, I've never been this excited, you've got to be here to believe the electricity running through the building".  We all had a good laugh about that one. 

I also nearly got myself run over by a bus filming some shots of the outside of the building.

The next day me and Johnny Boy drove down to Canvey Island, where we met up with Tim for WAW.  A chance meeting with Andy Simmonz and Eamon O'Neil at KFC was the highlight of the afternoon, before heading to the venue known only as The Paddocks.   The next week we were set to film WAW's Who Dares Wins event for DVD, so decided to film this show to get some footage for music videos, but also to teach Tim the ropes of filming, and as we wanted to include the match between Jonny Storm and Steve Grey on the DVD as an extra (which we did). 

We actually had to climb up a ladder to get to the area from where we had the hard cam, which proved a struggle each and everytime for JohnnyBoy, and wasn't easy for myself either.  And the dust up there was unbelievable, I think it actually made JB ill.  Still, despite a small crowd of around 70, it was a very entertaining show.

So, 8 days later, JB, Tim and myself made the trip up to Norwich for Who Dares Wins.  After 2 hours of comments on how many fields there are in Norfolk we went to get some pizza, and Tim and myself played a successful rib on JohnnyBoy based around us getting kicked out of Domino's Pizza while he was in the toilet.  I forget the details, but it was funny. 

When we got to the show we were impressed to see how much thought had been put into the DVD from WAW's side of things, with scripts for promos and everything.  Even extras were there waiting to be used!  Unfortunetly, while The Talk is a great wrestling venue, its lighting isn't all that good for filming, and we struggled from that point of view, but the DVD came out very nicely. 

That week I also started a new job, which was originally supposed to be temporary for 2 weeks, then it was 1 month, then 3 months, now it's a temporary/permanent kind of deal, which doesn't make sense to me either, but it's cool.  Poor money, but I have the right to take any time off I want (unpaid) for any reason at the moment, which suits me down to the ground.

A week or so later I made another trip to Potters Bar for some Premier Promotions action.  Not matching up to the previous 2 Premier Potters Bar show, this show featured Jonny Storm vs. Jorge Castano in an thrilling main event, but for personal reasons it wasn't an engaging night for me, and I was happy to go home at the end of the show.  I worked the corner as usual but have now had anough of doing that, and unless a proposed deal between Pinfall Productions and Premier Promotions takes place, I will now be attending Premier shows as a fan.  I got the train back to Kings Cross with Sammy Ray, and we had a nice chat about various things, and I thank Sammy for that chat, as he made me feel much better after being in such a poor mood.

Later that week it was another RQW show at Clacton's Princes Theatre.  This time I filmed the show with just one camera, with the intention of using the main event tag match as a DVD extra on the first DVD.  I barely made the show, arriving at around 7.15 for a 7.30 start, but it was fine. 

Back to being a fan, and I had a great time at FWA's Crunch show in Broxbourne on April 16th.  This was my first FWA show since British Uprising, so had been looking forward to it.  As much as I love working within the industry making the DVDs and soforth, there is nothing like being a fan, and I love going to FWA and Allstar shows and being able to enjoy myself.  And I did on this night.  I got the train down there with Lee, but he had purchased his ticket weeks in advance and was sitting elsewhere, while I sat at the back with JohnnyBoy and Tim.  Some mad person was on the other side of me, which caused me to attempt suicide on a number of occasions, before just deciding to move.  A crap match between Spud and Max Voltage kicked things off, but then an outstanding streetight between Ricky Knight and Zebra Kid got things going, and the WAW wrestlers in the front row caused all kinds of excitement in our area.  One fan shouting out "hey Bash where's your makeup?" to ASHE showed the ignorance of FWA fans when it comes to other promotions. 

Despite my dislike of Aviv Mayaan as a wrestler, he had a very nice 20 minute draw match with James Tighe. 

Hade Vansen shockingly provided moment of the night, maybe even moment of the century, when he managed to get 250 people singing "sha la la la la la la la" from the song Amarillo in the middle of his match.  And Doug Wiliams turned heel on Jodie Fleisch in Jodie's first match in the UK in 18 months. 

Despite Jodie's return, and a headline match of Shane vs. Williams vs. Storm, the crowd was the smallest Broxbourne crowd in over 2 years, with an alleged paying crowd of under 200, and the Manchester Massive walking around the streets of Broxbourne, in character that afternoon handing out free tickets!!

A big worry for the FWA after having their first legitimate sellout of 501 fans at Broxbourne only 9 months earlier.

It was big few days the next weekend.  WWE was in town, and I had tickets (again) to both TV tapings and the London house show.  The London gig was for the first time ever in the ExCel Centre.  Easy to get to, and a fantastic complex, but a really crap actual arena.  Despite it being a massive massive building, the arena itself is only a small portion of it, and with 8,000 seats, is much smaller than Wembley Arena.  Still it was sold out, and the crowd were mental, but the security was terrible, and we had to take it upon ourselves to get people to get out of our way.  WWE should sort out their ticket prices, cos I paid 50 quid, and wasn't even facing the ring, and had little kids in my way throughout who probably paid 20 quid.  People in the front row should surely have to pay more than people in the 20th row who aren't even facing the ring.  It's terrible.

The show was only average by WWE standards, but certainly we all got our money's worth in terms of show length, with the show show clocking in at 3 and a half hours.  It also featured 9 matches including an amazing main event of Undertaker vs. Kurt Angle.  I then had to walk through the worst "get people out of the arena " system ever into the car park (i wanted to get to the bloody train station!) and onto the underground and the usual mad drunk people who don't even know what wrestling is but went to the show anyway on the train stuff, and the 5 year old kid whose mum paid 50 quid for him to go and he fell asleep in the 2nd match kind of thing. 

Actually before the show I caught up with IPW:UK promoter Daniel Edler, referee Andy Quildan, Andy Simmonz, Sanjay Bagga and others outside the venue.

Then it was the big trip, the one which would cause me to lose my mind for a few days.  Birmingham!!!

Sunday morning I got the train to London, then got the tube to Victoria in order to catch my coach to Birmingham.  Afte rhte 3 or so hour coach to Birmingham I was to meet up with Bagga and his pal "Ralphy".  The coach doesn't drop me off in the city centre at the coach station though, nope, just somewhere in Birmingham.  So I then had to walk through the 2nd largest city in the UK with about 5 minutes until my proposed train was supposed to leave.  That obviously didn't happen, but eventually i met up with Bagga and Ralphy at Birmingham New Street station and we got the train to Dudley I think.  I have actually forgotten most the details, but I believe once there we decided to walk to Lower Gornal where the FCW show was taking place that night.  After realising we didn't have a clue where we were, and hardly aything of note around we went into a pub, ordered a taxi, and had a drink.  Then we got the taxi to the bus station where we happened to see Tom Lancaster sitting by himself.  After 10 or 15 minutes the bus came along and we were on our way to Lower Gornal.  Where?  I hear you say.  I honestly don't know.  Somewhere between Dudley and Birmingham.  The venue is out in the middle of nowhere, but luckily the bus stopped right outside it.  The show that night was pretty crap, but Tom assured us all it was a below average FCW show, which usually get really strong reviews.  Outside of the Spud vs. Morales and Jack Storm vs. Cameron Knite matches, there was pretty much nothing on there worth any note at all, and I won't be going out of my way to go again.  Some wrestler who doubled as a Garyboy gave us a lift to Birmingham, where me and Bagga were set to spend 3 consecutive nights at Tom's flat.  Beats paying for a hotel though right?  Bagga wasn't convinced!! 

Tom kindly offered to take the spare room and let me and Bagga share his bedroom, and Bagga allowed me to have the bed while he took some blow up bed on the floor.  Most the next 3 days were a mixture of wrestling videos, wrestling stories and pizza.  I can't remember which night it was, but on one of the 3 we played a prank on most of the nobodies who worm their way into the British Wrestling Industry claiming to be wrestlers.  Bagga runs a fairly new promotion called LDN, which I, after attending their first event last November, can say have a lot of potential.  So after we played a rib on all of his wrestlers where we pretended that Bagga had sold 50% of the company and put talent relations in the hand of a new man, who wanted a 2,000 word essay on why you should remain with the company, we decided to take it further.  He explained the joke to most the people, but then we went onto the website UKworkers.net.  It is full of losers desperate for bookings who have had one match, or been training for 3 weeks.  So he emailed just about everyone on there who looked like crap and with Tom's impressive English skills, came across as the most sophisticated and professional wrestling promoter in the world.  Using a bogus name which I can't remember, but was a clue as to it being a joke (using a famous wrestlers real name, but reversing the surname and christian name) emailed them all asking them for a CV and a similar essay based argument stating their case for employment.  The results were hilarious, with one wrestler replying almost instantly with excitement usually reserved for the bedroom.  By the end of the evening 7 or so wrestlers ahd replied, and I think a week later about 15 had.  I actually don't know if Bagga ever replied or told them it was a joke.  I should find out.  On the morning of the monday Tom showed me and Bagga where he worked.  At one of Birmingham's Universities, he is a lecturer.  We went into Tom's office, which was very underwhelming where he offered us an Asda Sugar Free Cola.  After about half an hour we got bored and went shopping.  Bagga and myself managed to spend 2 whole days just wondering around Birmingham finding stuff to do.  On the tuesday we went to see Guess Who at the cinema.  A complete rip off of Meet the Parents. 

Onto the WWE shows themselves though.  We had heard a rumour before the show that Burchill would be taking on Robbie Brookside, which turned out to be false as Brookside faced Simon Dean, but it was still cool seeing Brookside (and Domino) in action.  The show didn't match the excitement of last year's Manchester show, but we still had a great time, and our 35 quid seats were better than my 50 quid seats from London.  The show didn't even last 3 hours though, which was a shame after last year's 3.5 hour long event. 

That was Raw.  Smackdown the next day was also very exciting, and we had the exact same seats but 5 rows back.  Mikey Whiplash was on the show!!!  Actually on Smackdown! itself.  That was exciting.  There were enough decent and fun matches to make it an enjoyable evening.  We also met up with Stu Natt, who we had spoken to briefly after monday's show.  On tuesday we met up with him in the bar about an hour before door's open.  Drunk, this guy is the funniest guy you will ever meet.  His Bristol accent aside, he is just hilarious.  He will tell you stories that will make you tears cry. 

On the wednesday it was time to go home.  I was stupid enough to book a 2pm coach home though, just to save a few quid, so had about 4 hours with nothing to do.  I decided to buy a cinema ticket to see Beauty Shop.  A girly film, but better than Guess Who.  I must have looked so cool in there by myself.  I had to leave before the end though to get my coach.  I still don't know how it ends.  Before that though I broke my glasses in Next.  It then took me about 30 minutes just to find an opticians in the 2nd largest city in the UK.  When I finally found one they told me "we can fix them ,but because you didn't buy them here, if we brake them it's not our problem"  They told me there's another opticians round the corners, so I went there.....there wasn't.  Not one I could find anyway.  Eventaully I did find one, who very kindly fixed my glasses FOR FREE!!!

Remember when I went to WWE in Manchester, and when I got back and went to Premier Promotions I said it was nice to go to a UK show again....not this time.   Why?  I went to a Dropkixx show on May 19th.  Actually it wasn't too bad, but just such a let down.  I got there, thinking I was gonna be late, but actually they had barely started setting up the ring,about 30 minutes before the show was supposed to start.  And with no advertising except one poster on the door, the crowd of about 45 were quiet, and mostly asleep.  Stu Sanders and Nick Aldis had a good main event clash, but even with video footage of the show, not much else comes back.  Darren Fullbrook, wrestler and kickboxer from Brightlingsea very kindly offered to drive me home, which I appreciate greatly, as I was home by much quicker, and much cheaper.  Despite being a decent guy, who ran a show in Great Bentley last night under the Dropkixx banner, he drives like a mental person, and I feared for my life most the way home. 

The next day I got the train to Harlow and met up with JohnnyBoy and Tim and we drove up to Norfolk again, this time to Holt for DAM Promotions.  After acknowledging everyone we went to get some lunch, which I paid a ridicullous amount for.  As usual JohnnyBoy gave it the old "I've driven up here Dorris, so you can buy lunch" gimmick.  The show was great, and I'm editing it as we speak, officially 3/5 of the way through.  This was also the first time we have used broadcast quality cameras for a DVD, and hell yes, is all I can say. 

One week later I went to Ware for the first time.  Delays to the trains meant I might be later, but actually I wasn't.  Infact I was happy to be a bit later than planned, cos Ware isn't excactly bussing with action.  I caught up with Nikita in a local Dillons store, where she recognised me, which i thought was cool.  Then on the way to the venue, we discussed just "who is this John Chapman guy then?"  This was his first show, and all he's ever really done in the business is train with Hammerlock for a while.  He then met Charlie Rage who works at a nightclub in Ware (where John lives) and it went from there.  The show was great, it had a huge lineup, and the crowd of 100 were very into it, and hopefully will be back for the August return.  I filmed the show, and enjoyed it very much.  You can't complain about 10 matches either!!!  With names like Storm, Williams, Burridge, Rage, Legend, Castano etc it was definetly a bargain for the local fans.

Despite the mad people who work at the venue, and John Chapman's drunk dad not really knowing what wrestling is, I had a good time.

I stayed at my sister's that night, and the next morning I met up with Kraft, Rock Weiller and Kharisma in Colchester.  We then waited around fora bit, and the calvary arrived.  Ricky Knight, Zebra Kid and Zac Zodiac got in the van, and Sweet Saraya, Bash, Julian Radbourne, Michael Mann, Steven Howard Platt, and all the other WAW crew stayed in the 2nd van and we ventured down to Bournemouth for the huge WAW vs. FWA show. 

The journey down had many highlights, but the best was on the motorway where Kraft pucked his lips and made a kissing like motion at at a driver in another lane, who, being male, took offence.  Despite nothing else really happening it was a funny funny moment.

After about 4 hours we got there, where the fantastic looking venue awaited us, along with JohnnyBoy. 

This was perhaps the most fun I have had making a DVD, as everybody was unbelievably helpful, and all the wrestlers were happy to do what we asked of them for the backstage skits.  You have to buy the DVD to know what I mean, but this really does show how good British Wrestling can be.  The show as also fantastic, with the huge shock of Alex Shane winning the WAW title, and FWA winning the Interfed cup. 

After the show, Rock Weiller says "hey everyone look at this".  Saraya points at this crotch and says "if you get that out you are staying in Bournemouth tonight"  Rock Weiller says "nah I'm not a pervert" (something like that anyway".  He then starts running towards a big bush, full of prickles and everything, and jumps right into it, like a complete luncatic.  The shock caught everyone so much, they all got their camera phones out and told him to do it again.  He did.  The 2nd time was even crazier as he landed head first in the bush.  Damn it, no one's phone caught it as it was too dark.  I really wish I hadn't put my camera away, cos that was one for the ages.

A week or so later it was back to being a fan as Allstar's summer spectacular at Croydon finally arrived with 3 titles on the line.  Lee, Bagga and John Atkins (and me of course) sat on the mantlepiece as they call it, with a great view of the action.  Drew McDonald won the British heavyweight title in a bloody brawl, Robbie Dynamite cheated to retain hisa British Mid Heavyweight title, and Dean 2 Xtreme and Kid Cool won tag titles.  This was truly an awesome show, one of the best Allstar shows I've seen.  I then snuck into the "backstage pass" zone without paying and met Declan O'Connor, Mikey Whiplash, Robbie Dynamite, American Dragon and Steve Lewington all for the first time.  I also think I got a picture with Dean 2 Xtreme & Kid Cool.

And onto the last saga of this Diary chapter. 

Harlow......Essex town with the distinction of being hated by most people who live there.  Herts & Essex Wrestling....'promote' a show there with a crowd of 30 people earlier this year.  Event well received, but pissed on by a lot of people for being so poorly promoted and being run by a ponse.

Along comes Charlie Rage.  Harlow native, who provided one match at the Harlow Playhouse Theatre last year as part of an evening's entertainment.  The one match went down so well, they did another.  This one went down so well, and was so well received, they decided to promote a whole show at the Playhouse. 

400 fans packed the Playhouse Theatre.  Why?  Because they bothered to advertise it.  As JohnnyBoy said (lives in Harlow)  "you can't go anywhere without seeing Charlie's face".  When I finally artrived at the Playhouse (after walking for 30 minutes, which I was told would be 10) I was greeted with a poster nearly as tall as myself on the wall.  This must be what JB was talking about,   it was massive. 

The setup was great, a video screen with pre recorded backstage skits,  pyro, smoke machines, a birds eye camera and a ringisde camera showing 2 angles on the screen durng matches.  And 2 other camera for the video edit (one of which was mine).  AND  the dancing girls.  5 matches, including a Rumble, and wow, the show was just awesome.  I was totally impressed.  Unlike most other UK shows, little things like music ques, lighting ques, all these things, actually worked properly.  There were no complaints from the production side of things from where I was.  I was amazed.

After the show, I got a taxi to the train station, and the train home, and did the usual thing there.  I called work chum at 12.30am (knowign he had to be up 5) asking for a lift home from the station as I had to wait an hour for my taxi.  He wasn't happy, so I had to pay extra for the more expensive taxi company and wait 5 mins.

So that's about it, lacking in detail ,but with so much to get through I would have been mad.  I'll try and keep things more regular on here.  I also apologise for the multiple spelling errors, but I've been typing as fast as possible. 

Until next time, I'll see you at the matches.