the first instigator of meet-ups was their arrival to ours for the weekend to go up to the mighty St Andrew’s for Birmingham v Blackburn. It was a great day, despite Mrs TBN-to-be being left at home too hungover from the night before to make it out, we had a great day. Beers flowed, Blues won 1-0 and the day went well. Continue reading Brothers in Football (and Beer)
I was recently harangued by a friend for not having written a piece about Blues in some time with the accusation that now we are on the uppers I don’t have anything to moan about and therefore no blog posts to write. Continue reading Back to The Blues
You may think I am overstating things with the title of this piece, but it has genuinely felt like a bit of a slog overcoming our biggest challenge – the honeymoon. Continue reading Our Wedding Everest
one of the reasons we chose our venue was because a lot of the hassle of organising different vendors and suppliers was taken care of. This means, as a couple we only need to organise a few suppliers for the big day. Continue reading Wedded Bliss – Suppliers
Planning, it seems is well underway. After agreeing not to plan in anger until after my fiancé’s sister’s wedding in April we began casually looking at venues. Although together we redefined the word “casually” as we found our wedding venue by the end of January! Continue reading Wedded Bliss – The Venue
Imagine the setting: Christmas decorations were hanging; the tree was twinkling away adorned with a shiny new bauble that read “will you marry me?”; Christmas tunes were playing away merrily in the background and my new fiancé had (just about) come to terms with what had just happened.
“Can I call my Parents?” Continue reading Wedded Bliss – After The Proposal
I’m going to start to run out of fingers when counting the number of managers we’ve had down B9 under the TTA rule. Continue reading The Revolving Door
I had the permission. I now had the ring. All I had to do was pop the question.
This was so important; the pressure was really on to get it right. I knew, from our discussions and reactions to clips of other proposals what she did NOT want… Continue reading Wedded Bliss – The Proposal (part 3)
No, this is not an education in swearwords that begin with the letter C. Following on from the first in the series on my journey to wedded bliss where I asked for permission from my father-in-law-to-be the journey shifted focus – the ring. Continue reading Wedded Bliss – The Proposal (part 2)
I was told recently that it is only poor form to not ask permission if the woman in question is under 21. I’m not sure how true that is, but I found it interesting. It also didn’t matter as I asked her father for permission Continue reading Wedded Bliss – The Proposal (part 1)
I know as Blues fans we’ve all seen ups and downs. From the Kumar’s to Leyland Daf cup winners; from the Carson era to winning the League cup and a subsequent Europa League campaign right through to Zola’s reign in charge there have definitely been joys and sorrows. But what I can never remember is feeling despondent about my club. Continue reading Blue Hearts MIA
Five days ago Steve Cotterill took charge of his first game as manager since Harry Redknapp’s somewhat surprise sacking last month. Continue reading Blue Fever