Russians, Welsh, Slovakians and Tom’s face

Now the Icelandic-stained dust has settled on our failed Euro 2016 campaign, a time to reflect (reminisce if you like) on our trip to France through Tom’s video diaries. WARNING: These episodes contain scenes of extreme close-ups of Tom’s face which some viewers may find offensive. England v Russia England v Wales England v Slovakia

P is for Parked Car – an account of England v Slovakia

The full time whistle went and whilst there wasn’t a chorus of boos, the collective sigh could be heard around the Stade Geoffroy-Guichard. England had drawn 0-0 in their final group game against Slovakia in St Etienne and would proceed to the next stage but behind group winners Wales. We’d managed to secure a rock…

Un petit escape from the football crowd

We needed a day of football escapism – to recharge our balls – so set off for Lyon with a couple of pit-stops in mind. We’d lived, breathed and talked only football (most recently with Gareth Southgate and Hope Powell in our hotel I’ll have you know) for the last week. Time to get immersed…

Lens through a lense – an account of England v Wales

Three Welshmen, two Englishman, an England-supporting American woman and a girl from Devon that didn’t seem too fussed for football either way. This was the random group thrown together that ended the night of the England v Wales game in a bar in Lille mingling with the French. So much for hostile opposition fans –…

The day a fireman stuck it in the top corner

Wow – that was an experience. It just took four firemen to get Tom’s buggy working again after it arrived at Heathrow seemingly broken. The issue was the electrics with no evidence as to where the French guys disconnected the battery. After first of all waiting for a fair while for the chair to arrive…

Au revoir Marseille – it’s been emotional

We made it onto the plane home from the first England game of the Euros in Marseilles with the only bit of violence encountered – me getting chinned by a piece of paper flying in the wind. Tom’s fully in-tact with a full box of Neurophen in his bag untouched which spells ‘no breaks’ to…

England v Russia – ooo, that got a bit spicy

This morning’s papers will no doubt be dominated by ugly scenes from last night’s game. The situation seemed to turn very ugly, very quickly triggered by two flares in the Russian end of the ground and a small firework. England fan’s retort at ‘What the f@ck!ng hell was that?’ and the last minute equaliser from…

Euro 2016 begins…and so does our trip

Phase one of the trip began at Paddington Station where I met my brother Tom of his train from Bristol. We didn’t get off to the best of starts with Tom beached on the train with no ramps in sight to get him off. Needless to say he had a couple of goody-two-shoes (or, as…

Planes, trains and automobiles – our Voyages de Footy is taking shape

So we’re dotting the t’s and crossing the i’s of our Euro 2016 travel plans which starts this time next week and will incorporate all three England group games in June.  So far the likely itinerary is as follows: Phase One Eurostar from London to Marseille Watch England v Russia Leisurely day in Marseille Fly…

Tomorrow’s squad predictions

Here are our squad predictions ahead of tomorrow’s announcement:   MATTHEW Goalkeepers Hart Forster Heaton Defenders Clyne Walker Rose Bertrand Stones Cahill Jagielka Midfielders Dier Drinkwater Milner Ali Barkley Lallana Wiltshire Stirling Forwards Kane Vardy Rooney Sturridge   TOM Goalkeepers Hart Forster Heaton Defenders Clyne Walker Rose Bertrand Stones Cahill Jagielka Midfielders Dier Henderson Milner…

Tears of two clowns – our story of Germany 2006

I hadn’t cried since I was a kid but there I was in the passenger seat of the car just sobbing uncontrollably. I turned around to see my brother Tom in the backseat. He was crying too. What an earth happened I hear you ask? Well, it was June 2006. Tom had secured tickets to…

Gibson Les Ball – In ’96 football had guitars

30 YEARS OF HURT, EURO ’96, ENGLAND I watched this year’s Brits in disgust to be honest. I then turned into my dad harking back to a time when music was music – it had an edge, it was exciting, there were guitars.  I then did something my old man could never do when he…