So you leave school over in the UK aged 16, (no idea if that age has risen or what) and never really expect to see your teachers again, apart from when you nip in and pick up your GCSE results or something. Thats ok, but you don’t expect to see them at a family function 14 YEARS after you last saw them, and when you chat to them you really don’t wanna hear how him and some of the other teachers, one in particular who Mr Kirk and me don’t really see eye to eye with, have become best friends and go for meals every Thursday night 
more on this later.
It’s been quite a deflating time to be an England fan this World Cup. Only a victory over “the smallest nation in the competition” the only real thing worth noting. It was a dismal defeat to the Germans yesterday, and all the talk over here is now on goal-line technology. Not that it’ll help Robert Green when he spills the ball over the line again, and according to stats on Sky Sports straight after the game we’re the country with the most shots on goal. not like we’d have troubled the goal-line technology much apart from Frank Lampard’s “GOAL”. I’m not gonna rant about it because we were poor and I realised it once the Germans went 3-1 up. I was kinda expecting it, but i would have hoped that we had gone down with a bit of fight and belief! Not lie down and let an experienced, but far more technical German team help lay the Ghosts of 1966 and also the famous 5-1 in Munich. Too many players just took it for granted and didn’t perform. Only Wayne Rooney will know why he had such a poor tournament.
Had a nice long weekend away in Primroe Valley near Filey in north Yorkshire the other week. Went up with Claires Mum and Step-Dad Andy, and her Sister Michelle and her family including her nephew Jamie. Was great to just chill out, altho getting itchy eyes on the Saturday from swimming and not getting too much sleep due to being sleeping in the living room, meaning no sleep till everyone else had gone to bed, and Jamie and Gaby being awake from half 6 every morning 
Ahh well Kids will be kids I know and static caravans = very little sleep when kids are present. Anyway called into York on the way back and had quite a nice day out in the sun on the Monday before heading back home to work.
Back to the opening paragraph. It was my Great Aunty Barbara’s Daughters Wedding (Sue) and so I’d had the day off work booked as soon as I became aware. It was held in Retford near where they live and I have to say it was a great day, and the hotel was lovely. The weather held out and it was red hot, and I have no complaints regarding the meal afterwards. There was a disco and BBQ reception which it seems went down a treat. It’s always great to see families gathering together, and it was even better to see Barbara’s son John, who has a very serious job which I won’t really go into, but it means being abroad more often than not. I’ll try and get some photos of the wedding once they’ve been posted up, becasue like a muppet I didn’t really take any 
Once I find some sneaking their way onto facebook then I’ll copy a few over onto here. One thing that didn’t go down too well was the constant “You’re next I’ll bet” comments being fired my way. Grrrrrrrr
Sue and Richard Kaye
