Through the Eyes of Thomas J.

Whether it be the physical demands (or lack of) in life, or the general lack of event, inspiration seems to have had a longer Christmas break than I have. In an attempt to get back to some sort of creative work I picked up my book of musings and took the pen to the top of the page. After an hour at an unbelievable pace the pen had made it all the way down to the top of the page. At this moment the startling fact that I had not wrote anything of substance for the best part of a month had been brought to my immediate attention. Is it still acceptable for me to tell people I write? Yes. Yes it is. Why? I hear you ask…

Watch this space.

Yes, it was inevitable. But in recent times addiction has reared its ugly head once more. Sleepless nights. The impatience for the next fix, followed by the satisfaction and relief of its arrival. Only for the vicious cycle to replay in entirety. I am of course talking about twitter.

A little late to jump on the bandwagon par usual, but the interest it has brought into my life of late has warmed the cockles in an otherwise Antarctic climate. It has also made me realise that my own life must be so mundane that I need to keep tabs on so-called celebs and their activities that they decide to share with the world. Nevertheless, I am interested. Piers Morgan seems to be a non-stop banter machine with almost everybody, Stephen Fry provides a telling insight into his activities in a way that makes them almost exciting to me, and Iwan Roberts was watching Black Hawk Down.

Where else in life would I be able to find out that Iwan Roberts, the Flying Welshman himself was watching Black Hawk Down tonight!? Okay so many might ask the question; “Why would you want to know that Iwan Roberts is watching Black Hawk Down tonight?”. To those I would say “the point that Iwan Roberts is watching Black Hawk Down tonight is irrelevant. The point is that without seeking too far, I have stumbled across the information that Iwan Roberts was watching Black Hawk Down tonight. And this is surely a pleasant bonus?”

The way I see it, I am walking my normal route through life, to work or somewhere equally as dull, and I peer unintentionally through the open door of a terraced house in my street. Inside I see <insert joyful/comic/insightful vision of own here>. Although I do not encourage or condone peeping through open doors of terraced or any type of house it is in a persons nature to be nosey and this Tweeting lark is an ideal tool to do this without the risk of a restraining order.

Why I feel the need to write this I’m not entirely sure, but there. You now have my views on Twitter and I know I am not alone in my appreciation as I write this.

Sincerely yours,

@thomasjofficial

;)

After an enjoyable debut, the dancing and debauchery is set to continue. The success and enjoyment of the 12th November event has lead to a campaign by the masses, the outcome; more Bungalow!!!

Friday 17th December will be the next installment of the hottest craze to hit Stourbridge since the yo-yo return in the late 90’s!

I look forward to seeing all there. Dancing, drinking, singing, partying.And as always;

“what happens in the bungalow, stays in the bungalow (unless of course the photo is published on the site).”

Much love, and peace to most.

x

The newly refurbed Institute in Digbeth tonight showcased a hip hop masterclass as KRS, accompanied by SuperNatural entertained the ‘intimate’ 600 strong crowd with a lesson, and an educated suggestion at what the radio stations should be playing. Providing all the necessary hooks that have made his name synonymous with the genre for over 20 years, paired with the freestyle rhymes that he has come to be known for on recent visits this side of the Atlantic. A strong support from SuperNatural with his especially creative ‘on the spot’ lyrical montage, fueled from crowd participation and references to the hip hop greats. An on-stage dance off between budding break dancers from the attendees mid set was merely another tremendous inclusion in a set which was truly faultless.

The football season is back and landlords and fans alike are overjoyed that the long and somewhat disappointing summer is behind us and we can now return to Saturday afternoon normality. With the hopes and expectations and the many cliches filling supporter banter, excitement levels are at an all time high.

Will the ever-spending Manchester City challenge England’s finest for the the crown come May? Will the Black Country battle between Wolves and West Brom ultimately end in relegation for one half as the season reaches its close? Many questions, even more possibilities, but none quite as exciting as the daunting task facing a young football reporter as he prepares for the opening day tie between Dudley Sports and Wednesfield in Brierley Hill this afternoon. Coverage on The Bridge FM if anyone should care to see how the opening match of the West Midlands Regional League unfolds.

Living outside of the parents jurisdiction for the first time can be a daunting time in anybody’s life, even SIX months down the line! One thing that is guaranteed to make you feel better about yourself, and your dangerously idle ways when it comes to shopping and feeding time is ‘Egg on Pie’. One dose of this strange concoction of individually delicious dishes will show you once and for all, not everything goes.There isn’t a day that goes by now that I don’t think to myself “It could be worse, I could be eating Egg on Pie”.

As another Sunday morning began (in much the same way as they usually do), who would have thought that a relatively unknown centre half would further increase public claims for a place on the plane to South Africa this summer? 

Many people probably don’t know that 10 years ago when the squad for Euro 2000 was named and a certain Thomas J. Owen was overlooked (a squad which ultimately failed, coincidence?) the young talent joined the list of great players such as Andrew Cole to retire from the international scene at that time.

Needless to say the lack of international football, did play a huge part in the life of Owen, forcing him to ply his footballing trade in the depths of Pub League football, to no avail for many years. The depths that managers such as Eriksson and McClaren rarely glimpsed over when contemplating squad selections. However, with his team sitting pretty at the top of the Dudley and Cradley Football League Division 1 and the centre half/part time midfield maestro in a rich vein of goal scoring form. Capello now has the chance to right his predecessors wrongs and make a justified plea to Thomas J. Owen to reconsider his international retirement 10 years ago and help bring the World Cup home to England.

Sunday’s home fixture against Wollaston Greyhound saw Owen head home twice, increasing his tally to seven for the season. Not only his eye for goal grabbing attention but his defensive abilities are too drawing praise from many parts. From being the next Steve Bull as a child for his shaven head, goal poaching tendencies, to being dubbed Carlos Puyol in years gone by, presumably for his tenacity in the middle of the park. More recently being labelled Carlos Cuellar by many adoring Aston Villa fans for what can only be his ability to control the back line, Owen is certainly not short of fans who would love to see him on the World Cup plane.

And why not? With Rio Ferdinand’s consistent inconsistency and John Terry’s off field distractions surely Capello should be looking at the likes of Owen and Jody Craddock. who bring not only professionalism and world class defending, but the ability to help out Mr Rooney in the scoring department.