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Re: Shanklyboy's auld arse thread - Over 1000 Pages of Wisdom For Young Uns!
« Reply #42720 on: March 17, 2020, 04:49:44 AM »
The top of the morning to yers all on this St. Patrick's day. It's a St Pat's day tinged with deep concerns for this world of ours and unlike any other I can recall in my 74 years here. Stay well and safe in this unfurling chaos eh? God bless all xx
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« Reply #42721 on: March 17, 2020, 06:42:38 AM »
Bloody hell Keith!! Hope things are now on the pathway to recovery mate!

Thanks for your concern Jonno. I’m currently relaxing after having had 2 shockwave treatments to break up the stones. I’ve been feeling pretty rough at times and to say I’m pissed off is an understatement, in a few words “ It’s fucking shite.” Now the whole country is going into lockdown for nearly two weeks which obviously can’t be helped but doesn’t fucking improve matters either. Stay safe all you auld arses back home.
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Re: Shanklyboy's auld arse thread - Over 1000 Pages of Wisdom For Young Uns!
« Reply #42722 on: March 18, 2020, 07:50:43 PM »
The top of the morning to yers all on this St. Patrick's day. It's a St Pat's day tinged with deep concerns for this world of ours and unlike any other I can recall in my 74 years here. Stay well and safe in this unfurling chaos eh? God bless all xx


St Pat's Day was a complete non-event yesterday in Ireland, John.  No parades,no public gatherings and no pubs open.  As you probably know, Patrick is reputed to have banished the snakes from Ireland - now if only he could do the same for the World and this virus.

We (over 60s) have been a very lucky generation when you think of the World War(s) that our parents and their generation had to go through. Also we've been fortunate to be born in a country like GB or Ireland compared to the likes of Syria and many other countries on the planet.

Good Luck with the kidney stones,Keith. I know they can be very painful as a friend of mine had them a few years ago.
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« Reply #42723 on: March 19, 2020, 08:38:17 AM »
Suppose it was inevitable that the day wasn't close to being a normal St. Pat's day Rick. You are quite correct that our parents and grandparents had to endure - and survive! - some horrific times. I suppose this current curse now falls to be our tester. Cycles eh? Aren't they all just something of a genetic and biological lottery.

I wish the best of all good outcomes to everyone of conscience in this world in these confusing and dangerous times. I wish to any that appear somewhat to have shall we say "misplaced" theirs in these desperate times, they can just take their chances.

Not a traditional Christian response I am well aware but there are some truly wicked bastards on the  world political stage crying crocodile tears - and I'm not talking about those who wear turbans, long beards and wave Kalashnikovs. Most of those whose utterances are globally reported wear Armani suits, exist in a plastic and much cosseted environment and with tedious and predictable monotony, choose to spout callous and inhuman words from the corridors of Government.
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« Reply #42724 on: March 19, 2020, 09:00:30 AM »

Patrick is reputed to have banished the snakes

Is there any chance he could come back and do the same with our politicians?


Good Luck with the kidney stones,Keith. I know they can be very painful as a friend of mine had them a few years ago.

Thanks for your kind words Rick, hope your friend has managed to rid himself of the damn things.
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Re: Shanklyboy's auld arse thread - Over 1000 Pages of Wisdom For Young Uns!
« Reply #42725 on: March 27, 2020, 08:40:53 PM »
with everything going on i think we need an aul arses roll call, so i will start i am here present and correct
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« Reply #42726 on: March 27, 2020, 09:36:39 PM »
with everything going on i think we need an aul arses roll call, so i will start i am here present and correct
I'm fine and Maggie has been posting on Facebook so I'll tick her as present and correct.

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« Reply #42727 on: March 27, 2020, 10:43:37 PM »
Present and correct. No cough, fever or aching limbs yet... I'll soon be the only person fit enough to be Prime Minister.
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« Reply #42728 on: March 28, 2020, 09:47:48 AM »
Atten-shun! 23992075 Corporal White JP  reporting sah!! Stay safe and maintain your isolation drill!!
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« Reply #42729 on: March 28, 2020, 10:24:15 AM »
Here Sir  :wave
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Re: Shanklyboy's auld arse thread - Over 1000 Pages of Wisdom For Young Uns!
« Reply #42730 on: March 28, 2020, 10:24:30 AM »
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Re: Shanklyboy's auld arse thread - Over 1000 Pages of Wisdom For Young Uns!
« Reply #42731 on: March 28, 2020, 01:37:15 PM »
Erm.
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« Reply #42732 on: March 28, 2020, 04:12:53 PM »
I'm fine and Maggie has been posting on Facebook so I'll tick her as present and correct.
Tell her she's not present and hardly correct  ;)
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« Reply #42733 on: April 1, 2020, 10:07:00 AM »
Just finished me 2nd (or is it the 3rd) week of my self immolation.

Being semi-retired, my day normally consisted of 3-4 hours of footy reading and bantering, followed by or interspersed with, news and informational tv with a good movie, Maher episode, or, as a last resort, work for most of the day.

Now, I'm bored stupid.  Refuse to watch the news, no footy and disgusted with myself that all the youporn girls know me by my first name.

Eating too well, no exercise, 'oo's that fat barstard?

I'm an early riser. 3, 4, 5 a.m. tops.

Yesterday and today I hit the running track in the park at 4am.

5   1/4 mile laps, 2 running, 3 power walking.  Back home. Shower. 5am. Feel like a million.  Like I've earned summat.

So I'm jogging in the moonlight and lamplight and I notice this tall woman in the distance, all dressed in green watching me as I circumnavigate.

Old pervert, thinks me.  Then I see she's holding summat high in the air.

Lady Liberty.

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« Reply #42734 on: April 4, 2020, 02:51:19 AM »
Just finished me 2nd (or is it the 3rd) week of my self immolation.

Being semi-retired, my day normally consisted of 3-4 hours of footy reading and bantering, followed by or interspersed with, news and informational tv with a good movie, Maher episode, or, as a last resort, work for most of the day.

Now, I'm bored stupid.  Refuse to watch the news, no footy and disgusted with myself that all the youporn girls know me by my first name.

Eating too well, no exercise, 'oo's that fat barstard?

I'm an early riser. 3, 4, 5 a.m. tops.

Yesterday and today I hit the running track in the park at 4am.

5   1/4 mile laps, 2 running, 3 power walking.  Back home. Shower. 5am. Feel like a million.  Like I've earned summat.

So I'm jogging in the moonlight and lamplight and I notice this tall woman in the distance, all dressed in green watching me as I circumnavigate.

Old pervert, thinks me.  Then I see she's holding summat high in the air.

Lady Liberty.

Tara.

Tee-hee!! Bet yer trainers were soaking wet for a good while before you spotted the "green lady" eh?  ;D ;D
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Re: Shanklyboy's auld arse thread - Over 1000 Pages of Wisdom For Young Uns!
« Reply #42735 on: April 4, 2020, 11:46:09 AM »
...If you can meet with triumph and disaster
And treat those two imposters just the same

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« Reply #42736 on: April 4, 2020, 04:33:35 PM »
Been there,done that and certainly had the t shirt...

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« Reply #42737 on: April 5, 2020, 06:06:42 AM »
If life isn't weird enough now i don't need to go anywhere i wake up earlier than when i did need to go somewhere, also since i started this stay at home regime the weather has been generally brilliant, sods law 
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« Reply #42738 on: April 5, 2020, 02:17:08 PM »
If life isn't weird enough now i don't need to go anywhere i wake up earlier than when i did need to go somewhere, also since i started this stay at home regime the weather has been generally brilliant, sods law 

What is the ruling about you allotment?

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« Reply #42739 on: April 6, 2020, 07:10:52 AM »
What is the ruling about you allotment?
still going briefly by car about twice a week keep it ticking over personally i am spraying the main padlock first before i use it in and out my allotment is quite large so i am more like 60 metres away rather than 2 everyone seems to be staying apart within the site
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« Reply #42740 on: April 11, 2020, 08:14:24 PM »
last post was mine 5 days ago:
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« Reply #42741 on: April 13, 2020, 04:16:17 AM »
Present  if not often these days. Alls ok with my end . Have messaged Maggie on facebook, Seems still in high spirits.   Also Vic Gill who has very slowly recovered  from his brain operation.  Stay safe  every one and  my best wishes to you all.
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« Reply #42742 on: April 14, 2020, 07:53:25 PM »
Present  if not often these days. Alls ok with my end . Have messaged Maggie on facebook, Seems still in high spirits.   Also Vic Gill who has very slowly recovered  from his brain operation.  Stay safe  every one and  my best wishes to you all.

Maggie commented on something i put on FB a few days ago, i was delighted to see that.
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« Reply #42743 on: April 15, 2020, 03:33:28 PM »
Hi fellow auld arse's.
Hope you're all coping with this scary pandemic.
Keep well and keep safe.

Hope it's OK to put this in here.
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« Reply #42745 on: April 15, 2020, 04:58:22 PM »
Lovely that Terry.

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« Reply #42746 on: April 15, 2020, 07:42:53 PM »
Great Terry

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« Reply #42747 on: April 21, 2020, 08:51:16 PM »
Can i echo those comments Terry, brilliant and much needed right now.
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« Reply #42748 on: April 26, 2020, 10:19:53 PM »
still here guys
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« Reply #42749 on: April 27, 2020, 05:57:00 PM »
still here guys

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« Reply #42750 on: April 28, 2020, 12:01:24 PM »
The former Brighton and Liverpool striker Michael Robinson, who finished his career at Osasuna and then settled in Spain, has died aged 61.



MICHAEL ROBINSON: THE ENGLISH VOICE OF SPANISH FOOTBALL


By Dan Parry

For the past 30 years, one of the most important voices in Spanish football has been the peculiar English accent of ex-Liverpool striker, Michael Robinson. After a successful playing career in England, Robinson moved to Spain in the late 80’s -and never left.
Since retiring as a player, he has had an extraordinary career as a commentator and respected journalist in his adopted country. Along the way he has revolutionised the way football is presented on Spanish television screens.

Born in Leicester, raised in Blackpool and a die-hard Liverpool fan, Robinson began his professional playing career in 1976 at his hometown’s local rivals, Second Division side Preston North End.

The young striker impressed so much during his time at PNE that in 1979 the then Manchester City manager Malcolm Allison spent £750,000 on Robinson, making him the most expensive teenage signing in British history at that point. At City, Robinson failed to deal with the expectations that came with the fee, scoring just 8 goals in his 30 appearances.

The next season, Robinson found himself sold to south-coast club Brighton and Hove Albion at a reduced price. Without the pressure and the price-tag that hung over him at City, he rebuilt his career. In a 3-year stint at Brighton, Robinson re-established his reputation as he scored 37 goals in 113 games.

It was also during this period that he made his debut as a Republic of Ireland international -the call up made possible thanks to an Irish grandmother. He accumulated a total of 24 caps and 6 goals for the Irish national team.

In his last season at Brighton he helped them reach the 1983 FA Cup final. He shone as Brighton held Manchester United 2-2, before being roundly defeated 4-0 in the replay. Although Brighton were relegated that season, Robinson’s performances earned him a move to his boyhood club, Liverpool FC.

His sole season at Liverpool was one of mixed fortunes. He won a league title and a European Cup winners medal, but was unable to impose himself and struggled with the superior competition for places.

The incredible form of Ian Rush and Kenny Dalglish meant that he was mostly limited to making appearances from the bench. After the signing of Paul Walsh in 1984, Robinson realised that his chances of pushing himself into the first-team equation would be even slimmer.

He went to manager Joe Fagan and asked to be transferred. He wanted to play regular football and did not want to end up resenting the club that he loved so dearly if he could not achieve it there.

Fagan, determined to keep a player of Robinson’s honest character around the club, originally resisted the request. Eventually he gave in and Robinson was granted a move to London when Liverpool accepted a bid from QPR.

He spent two seasons at QPR. They survived relegation in his first season, and in 1986 they reached the League Cup final where they were defeated 3-0 by Oxford United.
The moderate success aside, Robinson realised that he would not be able to keep himself content as a QPR player. He longed for the days of success he had at Liverpool but knew that his time at the top of the game was over.

Subsequently, he decided to send his career in a different direction altogether, and asked to be transferred to a foreign club. Having always considered himself to be something of an intellectual, he desired a move abroad so that he could learn a new language and experience a different culture.

Robinson played half an injury-dogged season before he was sold to CA Osasuna in January 1987. Osasuna are the premier club of Pamplona, a city in the North of Spain and capital of the province of Navarre.

The story goes that Robinson was at his favourite London bar when QPR manager Jim Smith rang him. Smith informed Robinson that a Spanish club called Osasuna wanted to sign him. Robinson returned home, took out a map of Spain and began searching for the city of Osasuna…

He couldn’t find it but signed for the club anyway and left the U.K on the next flight out. The story goes that on the following day, upon returning to the hotel after his first training session, he asked his wife what she thought of Osasuna as a city. She told him that city was called Pamplona, but the club was called Osasuna.

He enjoyed a fruitful period at the club, his physical style of play and aerial prowess made him a real asset in a league more accustomed to silky and technical players. He played three seasons at Osasuna scoring 12 goals in 59 games.

Unfortunately, his time in Pamplona was also plagued with injuries. He retired at just 31 years of age due to a problem that left him with a hinge in his knee.

A mark of the character and honesty that made him so popular, Robinson forfeited the pay for the final year of his contract. Knowing that he would be incapable of playing, he chose not to see out his contract stuck on a physio’s bench, and asked for no compensation. He thought it would lack dignity to allow the club to pay his wages if he could not play.

This is one of the many examples of generous and candid behaviour that have made Robinson such a favourite with Spanish fans, as both a player and a pundit. For example, he once spoke of an occasion when his coach at Osasuna asked him to dive during an upcoming match, the referee was known for giving soft penalties.

Robinson refused and told the manager that penalties are given for being fouled, not for just any kind of contact, and that any further demands of that sort would result in a transfer request, from both him and teammate, Sammy Lee.

Away from the pitch, Robinson immersed himself in Spanish culture. He often states how grateful he is that when he first arrived at Osasuna nobody could string together more than a few words in English, thus forcing him to become fluent in Castillian Spanish.

Robinson’s willingness to assimilate was greatly appreciated by the Spanish public and it has been a key part of his success as a commentator.

Robinson returned to the UK briefly after reitiring but found that he missed Spain more whilst he was in England than he had ever missed England whilst he had been in Spain. So, he returned to Spain and embarked upon his extraordinary career as a commentator and journalist.

Robinson’s initial forays into the commentating world came in the 1989/90 season when he called English First Division matches for Eurosport. His big break, however, came during the 1990 World Cup in Italy when Robinson was employed by the Spanish state broadcasting corporation RTVE (Radio Television Española) to commentate over all the games from England’s group.

This period was fundamental in his development as a commentator and journalist. His interactions with the fans at the tournament drove his desire, as a reporter, to portray what occurs away from the pitch and in the stands. He proved to be a huge hit with the audiences. His British wit and comical accent made him instantly recognisable and extremely popular.


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« Reply #42751 on: April 28, 2020, 03:47:53 PM »
......and a lovely piece from Sid Lowe of The Guardian about Michael. He was clearly much more than just a footballer.

https://www.theguardian.com/football/2020/apr/28/michael-robinson-european-cup-winner-voice-spanish-tv-died-61


Although he graced European and FA Cup finals, the former striker, who has died at 61, truly shone as a broadcaster in Spain.


Michael Robinson had a big heart and loved telling stories. He told stories on the telly, he told stories on the radio and he told stories every time you were with him. Warm, funny, human stories. Endlessly. He could talk and talk, though he listened too. You couldn’t meet him for lunch and get back before dinner. He loved football but above all he loved people, good people. The game, which he understood and communicated better than anyone – an explanation of on-field “reference points” lingers in the mind, a moment’s revelation – was the excuse for everything else, he said.

The problem with that is it suggested he wasn’t good at the game, which is what he tended to suggest too. Ian Rush was a genius who made him look good, he would say: all he had to do was nod the ball on, any old place, and it would magically become the perfect assist. As if that was easy. Not just anyone joins Liverpool, where he would play in goal in training – Cat, they called him – and stand outside the toilet reading the programme to Kenny Dalglish on match days. Where he managed to go to West Ham and score a hat-trick and get sent off in the same game in the pouring rain.


One day early on when things weren’t going well and when Robinson doubted himself, convinced he would be dropped and probably for ever, Joe Fagan called him to the boot room. Fagan told him “my wife likes you” and said he would start the following Saturday. He scored and by the end of the 1983-84 season had a league and League Cup medal. In the European Cup final in Rome, he replaced Dalglish. He was proud of that: Liverpool were the team he supported as a boy in Blackpool, where his parents ran a guest house, and the club he felt as his.

Yet the days he remembered most fondly came in 1983 when Brighton, “a bunch of mates”, went to Wembley for the FA Cup final. Along with Graeme Souness, Steve Foster was his closest friend, a “beautiful man” in Michael’s words. Even Smith-must-score not scoring that day against Manchester United didn’t ruin it for them. A replay was a good thing: the way Michael saw it, they never, ever thought they would go to Wembley; now they were going twice. Despite losing the second game, he never felt like he had lost. And he never, ever projected himself as a winner. Instead there was a kind of incredulous gratitude at having been allowed to live it at all.

And, oh, Michael lived. He played for Preston, Manchester City, Brighton, Liverpool, QPR and Republic of Ireland. And then Osasuna, which is where it all began: that other life. Where he found himself, even if he couldn’t find Osasuna. The night he signed, he sat in a hotel at Heathrow and looked for it on a map, unaware that wasn’t the name of the town. When he went to his first training session, taken there by teammate Iñaki Ibáñez, he couldn’t understand what the hotel manager was doing on the pitch with them. It turned out, the man he had met the night before was the team manager.


Michael had not understood that. He didn’t understand much at first, and yet with time he understood everything. Teammates would send him to the bar to order six hijos de puta. He was their “toy”, he said, fondly. He played some games, scored some goals and was a different type of footballer. When he got injured he said it was wrong to be paid when he was not playing. In 1989 he retired, only 31 years old. Which is when, far from ending, it began.


Spain had become home, his place. It would do even more: it is hard, genuinely, to express to people in England and Ireland just how significant he is here, how popular, how loved, how much a part of the fabric of the society he embraced. One way might be to use the old measure of fame: you know you’ve made it if you’re on Spitting Image. Well, Michael’s puppet presented the Spanish version of the show. He was the face of PC Manager and the voice of the Ugly Sister in Shrek.

It wasn’t deliberate but it meant something that he referred to Spain as “we” when the World Cup came round and no one told the story of 2010 like he did in his documentary on it. He has died at 61, and it is here that his life reached every home and touched everyone.


Michael had this theory, which he expressed only half-seriously, that he was Spanish really. He had traced his roots to County Cork in 1732. There, almost everyone is fair, with freckles and ginger hair. Only 2% of the population are dark like me, he said. That 2% are descendants of the Armada washed up on the way home after defeat, sailors from Galicia or Cádiz. “I reckon I must actually be from Cádiz,” he concluded. Well of course: a city full of life and laughs that he loved; one he described as spontaneous, open, humble.

The first time Robinson was asked to commentate, he said it wasn’t a great idea: he had 100 words in Spanish and 90 were swearwords. But that was part of the charm. When, later, his Spanish got too good – and for all the quirks, it was good – his bosses would suggest he go away and lose it for a bit.

It all started at the 1990 World Cup. Being there, he saw what he never saw as a player, holed up in a hotel – and, he said, he was glad he hadn’t, because the pressure would have been too great knowing all those people depended on him putting the ball in the net. He saw thousands and thousands of people from all over the world, every country, every creed, every age. He saw painted faces, the party, communities, what it all meant. He thought to himself: “That should be on the telly too.” So, he put it there.

Michael Robinson hosted the beloved Spanish football show El Día Después for 14 years from 1991 to 2005.
Every Monday night for 15 years, Spain joined him. El Día Después, missed like he will be, was an institution that changed the face of broadcasting for ever and it was his: he did not just present it, he produced it and wrote it with a team he put together. Monday production meetings at their Tres Cantos offices were alive with stories and excitement. He told everyone, endlessly, that they were being allowed into living rooms and they should never forget that: it was an honour to be treated with reverence. He chose that team carefully and cared for them deeply.

He described the show as “an X-ray of society; it’s about a communal feeling, a football programme that’s offside-free. El Día Después is for everybody: 30 million Spaniards, not the five people who think they own the game.” He couldn’t be bothered with tiresome refereeing debates; he liked the game too much and the good that goes with it. “Refereeing errors are the wrinkles on Paul Newman’s face, tiny imperfections: they don’t change the beauty,” he said.

His show was fun and it was about the fans as well as the footballers. More so. And it was huge. Michael was especially fond of a video of a small boy going to his first game, aged four or five. His cameras caught the boy at the Bernabéu, wide-eyed, overwhelmed, smiling: “One little boy showing what football is about."

El Día Después was not just a programme, it was almost a concept, a philosophy on life and football. It wasn’t always easy to explain what exactly it was trying to do but in a way it was also very simple: it was about enjoyment. It was upbeat, positive, fun, lacking cynicism and refusing to sneer. It meant something. He described that vision and those who shared it as Díadespuesista (DiaDespues-ist) and he wasn’t exclusivist about it: he embraced and championed those who had similar views and ways of covering and experiencing football. He never forgave the executives who brought the programme to an end. Still less for replacing it with a successor that was pulled within weeks.

He watched, listened and read endlessly and would respond when he was touched by the stories others told. It was invariably the pieces about beauty, feeling or emotion that moved him to pick up the phone or to share them with others – the pieces about people, portraits that went beyond play. He was a mentor without ever meaning to be, still less presuming to hold such a post.

Not that he stopped storytelling himself, far from it. How could he? Instead, he consciously kicked back against the direction the football media were going in, trying to drag it away from the vacuous debates, the empty noise. Liking good people meant disliking bad ones, and he felt that too. There was a huge amount of talent and there was also integrity; he wouldn’t allow himself to be dragged into something in which he didn’t believe, nor allow his team to be left behind. He went his own way, taking them with him. His work was more serious now, but driven by the same fundamental focus: humanity.


Informe Robinson – he didn’t much like the name – told sports stories but most of all it told stories. A deep, beautifully shot, movingly told documentary series full of admiration for athletes big and small. So good that far from closing the doors, footballers called and begged to be on. Maybe his team will tell his story too one day and do it his way, but where to find a narrator like the man who lived it?

Michael’s radio show on Cadena Ser, launched more recently, plotted a similar course to his TV work: tales of courage and overcoming, small vignettes with symbolism and meaning. He kept working on that, on Informe Robinson and on Sunday night football matches after he was diagnosed with cancer, that huge heart never skipping a beat, the enjoyment and enthusiasm that characterised him still there. His radio show was called Robinson’s Accent, which said it all: there was no voice quite like his, one Spain listened to and made its own for many years but not enough.
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Mum and 2 cousins were working in the officers mess at Burtonwood during the war.

Reminiscing yesterday about the entertainment that would pass through performing for the repair crews there.  Glenn Miller, Bob Hope, Frances Langford being the most famous.

She remembered in 1944, serving an older officer in a Forester's cap with a gold star on it, which caught her eye.  The owner noted her interest and when she said she'd never seen one like that before, he unpinned it and said "Now you have one of your own."

It was Omar Bradley.

After a huge V-E Day, she'd been rousted at 5am for work, after only 3 hours sleep, by a courtesy Jeep sent to pick her up.

When her customers remarked she was looking a bit under the weather, she silenced the Yank only crowd when she responded "You'd look like this if you got knocked up by a Jeep at 5 in the morning!" then stormed off back to the kitchen.

Followed immediately by the CO who sheepishly explained that Yanks viewed her description somewhat differently.
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That would be worth a fair sum to a collector these days, he was the last US 5 star General.

It's hard to believe the size that Burtonwood was these days, it was absolutely huge and although regular flying stopped by the late 60's, there was still quite a lot of the original buildings still there right upto the end of the cold war and just a few years beyond, but all evidence that it was ever there has just about disappeared now.

I know my mum and her sisters used to wax lyrical about the Yanks at the dances back then.
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That would be worth a fair sum to a collector these days, he was the last US 5 star General.

It's hard to believe the size that Burtonwood was these days, it was absolutely huge and although regular flying stopped by the late 60's, there was still quite a lot of the original buildings still there right upto the end of the cold war and just a few years beyond, but all evidence that it was ever there has just about disappeared now.

I know my mum and her sisters used to wax lyrical about the Yanks at the dances back then.


Here's a story for you.

I done a mentoring course in about 2008 or something . The tutor was born directly from Burtonwood as his Ma' was Warrington. He was half cast as the US army fella was Afro American. His Ma had to say that she was raped just to save her face and the Da' got fucked off back to the States and sent to a military jail. He told me they finally met up at some point but I can't think of the actual year .
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My Granma Hoare ( Keen ) was from Evesham and my Grandad was born in Liverpool to Irish parents and ended up in the RAF at a base just outside of Evesham and that's how they met. He brought her back here when the war was over but had their first child in Evesham.
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My Mum volunteered to help out in the American Red Cross Club in Liverpool during the war. She invited a young airman back for tea with her parents and wrote to him when he embarked for France. The letter came back “Missing In Action”. She asked for further details but this was declined as it was classified information, only available to direct family. The lady who replied added that she had a sister, Ruth, who was looking for a pen pal. Did my Mum want to correspond? She did.

After the war, my Mum wanted to work abroad but didn’t have the qualifications, as she’d had to leave school at 14. She filed an application on the off chance and, out of the blue, there was an urgent need for a secretary in the Reparations Department – in occupied Japan! This was at a time when the family had never been further than the annual holiday in Blackpool. To her parents’ horror, two weeks later she was on a flying boat for the ten day trip from Poole to Tokyo.

Ruth had itchy feet too. She joined the American forces and travelled, finally visiting Japan. My Mum got a call in her room. Ruth was standing outside and did she want to meet up? It was the first time they’d ever met.

Ruth married a US serviceman who’d been at Pearl Harbor and who got rolled out for interviews every time they made a documentary on the raid. My Mum returned to Liverpool as a passenger on a merchant ship, where one of the young officers turned out to be my father…

The ladies lost contact until 25 years later, when my Mum wrote to the Chief of Police of the small North Carolina town where Ruth’s family had lived. He reunited them and my Mum made her one and only transatlantic flight to meet up again. It was covered in the local press. They spoke by phone once a week for the rest of their lives.

As for the missing airman… The records were eventually declassified and I was able to download the incident report. Witness statements described exactly where his plane had disappeared, over Geilenkirchen in heavy flak. He ‘d taken off from Laon, in the relatively unknown Aisne department. Strangely, I’d married a girl from the Aisne and my children were born there, just 30 miles fron Laon!

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Great story MV and thanks for sharing. I love to hear those stories of life’s great coincidences and twists of fate. Probably a few to share amongst us auld arses given our time, our experiences and those of our families over our time on this Earth.
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