I was sad to learn of the death of Tim Gudgin earlier this week. Who he? Well his was the voice reading out the footie results on a Saturday evening on BBC grandstand. And if you were a footie fan ahhh; his mellow mellifluous tones were just wonderful. You could guess the result simply from his lyrical delivery. Blackpool winning at home against Man City would be delivered Blackpool 4… in a rising tone – you knew already they’d won – Man City 0… in a deeper more depressing and lower tone. Glorious. I can hear him now. Though I have to admit it’s been a while since I’ve actually heard that scoreline.
Now I haven’t posted for a week or so. Run out of words? You’re joking – as I’ve said before I’m so full of it the stuff pours out of me. But in this tiny wee house we’ve got just one place where a tv or my desk top can sit. And of course the Big Apple wins. So now it conveniently doubles as our TV monitor thanks to the glory that is the iplayer. Now that’s all well and good but in the evening when I tend to do my website postings, the computer becomes our tv, so viewing triumphs over blogging. But tonight I’ve reverted to doing a posting on my mini iPad just like I did in New York. And it’s a right frigging faff.
Well here’s a shot of our my eldest grandson Sam with his team-mates in the Luton Town FC u16 academy team at Stansted very early this morning. They’re heading off for a football tournament in Rimini against a host of top Italian sides and to say I’m very proud of him would be an understatement…
Hello again dear readers. Yes it’s the return of Pasta Paulie now residing in the mighty metropolis of Brackley – where’s that? Exackley! (see what I did there?). Since you ask, Northamptonshire actually.
So after more than 10 years writing Pasta Paulie it’s probably about time I tried something new. With the move to the Big Apple it seemed appropriate to start a new blog and I’m humbled to say it’s a sensitive and poignant account of our stay in the US entitled A Fat Bald Bloke Takes on New York. Click on it to find your way there.
PP will be back soon as. Ciao amici
FBP nee PP
Well the move to New York draws ever nearer and we’re getting to the frantic stages of the moving arrangements. However one task has been marked off the ‘to finish’ list and that’s been seeing my lovely daughter Emma complete her new website for her home accessories business, called Emma’s Finds. It’s a cute name because it perfectly describes how Emma searches out interesting things for the home/garden and markets them to a growing client base via FB, Instagram and now on her very own website, emmasfinds.com. Go have a look. I’m very proud because it’s very cool, is a proper payment platform and Emma built this completely by herself, with just a bit of editorial help from me early on.
That’s the second business website I’ve worked on now following the build of a dedicated site for my lovely clients H&E to market their delightful villa in Kalkan, Turkey. If you haven’t seen that one yet do please have a click through and check it out.
The next piece of website work to complete is my new personal blog site covering our time in New York. I’ve registered a domain name so far (still under wraps) though I couldn’t have the one I wanted, These Vagabond Shoes…. damn. Never mind the new one should be up and running in the next week. Till then hope you have time to have a quick browse around the above sites.
Regular readers will know our last visit to Italy was quite traumatic. In fact just about every visit we make there has its dramatic moments. But C and I are clearly Italo-mishap junkies and so decided that we needed to test the Gods of Fun once more by making a flying visit to check on the house etc before our move to New York. Would there be any possibility we could just go there and return without some drama befalling us as this shot of daughter R awaiting our flight home with a beautiful Italian sunset in the background implies?