I spent the night here.
This was not my intention earlier in the day but after last night's 'entertainment' I felt there was no longer any choice.
We have had the misfortune of 'Brexit,' we have had the greater misfortune of Donald Trump and whatever that means, now the lowest point for a long time has arrived, a 3-1 defeat by the 'wee team.'.
In all my 32 years I have never known a more humiliating experience than the one offered by the Heart of Midlothian during the Edinburgh Derby against the 'wee team' last night. Defeats occur occasionally, usually the fault of cheating refs and diving Hibbys, rarely do the Heart of Midlothian get swept aside by the better team as they did last night.
Now as the European Championships take place on Tuesdays and Wednesdays at this time of year nobody is allowed to televise football games so as to protect the overpaid self important clubs involved in the Champs league. This means I could not see the game live and had to rely on the wireless and the comments of the pundits. However it was clear from this the display was awful. How it looked to those paying through the nose for their tickets I would hate to say.
Losing 3-1 to the Hibs is not and never will be a good thing but to lose without a fight is terrible, a 'terrible' of frightening proportions.
Why did it happen?
The new (and as we are constantly told 'young') manager wishes to play classy football. To do this he has introduced players suitable for the performance of such football and at times this shows through. However it becomes clear having watched one or two games recently that to succeed at such football a degree of strength is required, this was missing all too often, and not available last night is appears. Real Madrid, Bayern Munich and others play the type of game we wish to play but add talented players who are strong characters and have the will to fight even against wee teams like the Hibs. Often they encounter clubs who close them down, hassle them and give them no time on the ball but still produce the goods, this is a trick some of our players have yet to learn.
I spent last night, and rediscovered this morning, many needless abusive comments from people who's mental failings have caused them to support the Hibernian, these posted many comments on Twitter and elsewhere which did not enable my cardiac performance to remain normal. It is too be hoped that those who post such needless and hurtful comments will contract Mumps in the next few days from their kids!
Oh and the trains had stopped by the time I got down there! Bah!
Now who in their right mind would put a name to a storm?
At the moment winds of around 30 to 60 mph are hurtling past the window. Policemen are seen chasing their hats, trees falling over, roofs crashing through houses and the media inform us this is the fault of Storm Doris! Doris!!! What a daft name to give a storm.
Why do we need to give storms names? Who decided this?
Storms have blown across this land for thousands of years, always referred to as 'a storm' or 'strong winds' or just 'bad weather' yet to enable this enfeebled population to understand that a 'storm' is raging we now know it by a name, and not just a woman's name but we vary from a woman's name to a man's name time after time! What a load of juvenile baloney.
A storm is a storm, we need not know it's name as we cannot call the police and as them to catch 'Storm Doris' and not just because they are busy running after their hats either.
Look at that poor pigeon, he was swaying this way and that and now hours later he has gone and disappeared. I suspect he will be in Harwich by now, walking back slowly as he canny fight Doris.
You of course will know the 'Nereids' were sea-nymphs according to ancient Greeks (and some young ones I believe). Fifty daughters of Nereus and 'Gray eyed' Doris! Doris was a popular name at one time and was indeed the name of Herod the Great's first wife. He banished her along with Antipas his son for another and bumped that one, Mariamne, off after 'in house' lies and office politics from the women of the palace even though Josephus claims he actually loved her.
Doris is also the area of south eastern Turkey, then called Asia Minor, which the Greeks helped themselves to unasked in that English Imperialist style. The area including
Halinass Halingcar, Rhodes and Kos formed the 'Dorian League' and they became 'pillars' of the community (did you see what I did there?). Not many women are called Doris today, fashion in names change as quick as a woman's mind...