OCCUPIED COUNTRY

Rainy days and Mondays always bring me down.

Back from Santorini where we all (30+ of us) enjoyed a fabulous week that culminated in the marriage of Eldest and Mrs Eldest. The sun shone and occasionally the rain fell, but it shone and fell on a happy band of Brothers and Sisters who made the most of a technicolour interlude away from the constant dull grey of the Mancunian summer of 2008. And guess what we came back to? Constant. Dull. Incessant.

And while we were away Western Capitalism collapsed. I don't know....yer take yer eye off it for a moment......

Still, I'm just glad I'm being given the opportunity to shore up these failing financial institutions and the blood sucking twats who have been doing 'very-nicely-thank-you' over the past 25 years or so via my tax contributions. Can't help but feel that Lloyd-George, Beveridge and Bevin had other ideas for that revenue though. Still......mustn't grumble.

Nice to see City settling down to being a team with magnificent attacking flair and one that has also embraced a defensive naivety that harks back to the good ol' days of the naive defensiveness of the Keegan era. It's good to see these new owners understanding that we need some absolute crapness in order to stay connected with the 'richest club on the planet'.

Here's some pics.......


Oia, Santorini. I defy anyone not to fall in love with this place. Gorgeously photogenic from top to toe. A wonder of the world.


Thira, Santoroni. Just after the sunset. Just perfect.


And the cruise ships head off to their next destination as the Aegian sun starts to disappear.


This just looks like Toytown to me. What a fabulously photogenic place. My eyes couldn't take it all in.


And again.


Obligatory blue church in Greece shot.


A ginnel in Oia, Santorini.

And so, there you have it. Eldest has now tied the knot as well as Youngest. Given the fact that have lived together for almost 2 years, I just hope the change that marriage brings about in the dynamics of a relationship doesn't ultimately rent asunder what that cool Greek guy put together on the top of that cliff last week.

Let's raise a glass to Eldest and Mrs Eldest....Hip Hip......

I'll leave you with a couple of photograph which are amongst my favourites of the past few months.....




I left my tonsils here in 1958.

They're 'regenerating' the part of Manchester that was the World's first Industrial City, although they've renamed it 'New Islington' as opposed to 'Ancoats'. Marketing eh? It's a bitch.