James Riach – The Guardian
You know, I’m supposed to be on Holiday.
This morning, I made the first draft of the press release for Non League Day, which is September 7th. There’s a fair bit going to happen that day down at the club so it was essential to get something down on paper. In addition to that, I did the same for the club’s ‘Matt Lovett Day’ for the 14th. This was a little more tricky to get the right tone but I’m just waiting for a quote from the man himself now.
A thought that has been spinning round mine and James’ (Deputy Press Officer) head was a Tumblr account for everyone who likes taking pictures while at the club or attending games. This has now been done (he set it up and I configured it), and we’ve started it off with a picture from the archives. The account can be found at http://hrbfc.tumblr.com/ and we will be seeing how much it will be of interest. It’s hoped a page in the programme will be reserved every month for the best ones, assuming people choose to use it.
I can see it becoming a place for reshowing archive pictures if we’re not careful.
Indeed, what IS in a name? We have seen the furore over Dr Allam’s proposal to change Hull City’s name, ultimately ending up with the club being just Hull Tigers by the time he’s done.
Some of the ‘supporters’ couldn’t care less what the club’s name is, which I think is a poor attitude to take and I think their attachment can’t be that certain.
Names are important, it’s how we identify things and places and to change without good reason unsettles people. And the reasons proposed by Dr Allam are only good to him. Few people of any common sense actually back the owner, and the majority of the football world think its a highly amusing joke.
Thankfully, as I stated below, the Premier league is not standing for it, stating they would only accept a name change on the basis of consultation with the fans.
That consultation, I can foresee it will be a sham. The only choices given will be for change with no option for the status quo. Indeed, Dr Allam has stated in a TV interview from Wednesday 14th that he will ignore any proposal to keep the current team name.
“I will not entertain the fans coming to me with ideas (of not changing the name). Only with alternatives.”
He’s even gone as far as to say that the fans were unimportant. “They don’t pay the bills.”
Hmm, 18,000 people buying season passes at £400 or so must surely be a nice little entry on the balance sheet?
So there you go, all those who think Dr Allam can walk on water and can do as he pleases. He cares nothing for you and doesn’t care what you do or don’t think.
Seems odd that a man from a nation that is currently striving for democracy, is acting in such an autocratic and dictatorial way.
I am thinking of giving this a rebrand; new title, new classic view etc… Am even thinking of a change of angle/content, given that the football season is soon to take over my life again.
Any suggestions for a witty title?
Well that’s it.
Travelling back to Hull & Beverley has been very much a bittersweet experience for me this last 36 hours. Seeing all the old familiar places and people and how they’ve changed – even in the short time since my last visit – has reminded me of some of the decent times I had in the past.
The journey wasn’t for those reasons, though. Today, we said farewell to one of the few members of my mother’s extended family that I had time for, Cressy – or Cris as most people in Beverley knew her as. Of all the aunts and uncles on my mother’s side, she was the only one for whom we spoke to and kept in reasonably close contact with, and that had been the case for many years – a somewhat shabby argument between the rest of the family and my mother with Cressy saw to that. I have no intention of going into the details, there is no need. My mother and her had always been close and that was to stay the case right up until the last days.
I have no doubt that whatever she’s doing at the moment, she’s organising it and arranging it to work more smoothly, she was like that, a veritable pocket rocket. However, for her memory and her family only, would I dash up from London to show my sympathy today, harsh but unfortunately true, but then I haven’t seen the others in years and I’m not expecting that to change anytime soon.
The fact that Alicia was well enough to join me was a bonus, it gave her a chance to see some of our family. I had not spoken to or seen my cousins for such a long time and I felt that I had to be there today. I’m glad I did, as it gave me the chance to meet them all again. A few of them will no doubt read this, as it posts to Facebook and twitter, and I’ll be very happy if they do. Claire, who I have not seen for many many years, Leslie, Caroline & Louise, all of them who I remember from younger days, visiting Gran in Burton Fleming all those years ago. In fact I remember times before Caroline & Louise were born, but that’s me showing my age, which no doubt their children will find amusing.
We’re tentatively making plans to come back to Beverley before Christmas this year, to spend a little time with them all one weekend, and if nothing else, today will be worth it for that alone. I may have lost touch with them over the years, but I’m hoping to reverse all that. In this modern world, it ought to be easy enough to do.
Ok, it’s been a long time since a post, and much has changed in the meantime. In fact, everything has changed.
As I sit here, on a 281 bus somewhere close to the Twickenham rugby ground, travelling home (yes, at 8-50 am!) I’m getting used to the thought that this bus service is destined to become an integral part of my life from Monday next. Thanks to a headsup from Keith Jobling – who’s now going to wonder what he’s done! – I start work as a call monitor for the Allen & Allen Group, in Hampton Hill, Richmond on 3rd October.
I can see me enjoying this, little pressure, little if any contact with the public and chance to talk sport whenever there’s a quiet moment. It’s almost everything I could want.
The change in circumstances has wrought its change in my head too. No longer am I feeling that the dark shadows are close by, no longer is my world seeming almost worthless, there is light for our future where there was none. It’ll also mean that Alicia can cut back on her hours a bit, and that she can concentrate on getting her health in order, which makes me happy too.
It’ll also mean that I can contribute to the home again and Alicia can get to keep some of her money for herself,
Another upside to this is that the office is just a few minutes from the Beveree, my sporting home; so for midweek matches and training, I’m just around the corner. Plus I can go to away matches as I please, work hours permitting of course!
It’ll also mean that in the New Year, I can have a day visiting the parents as I haven’t seen them for almost a year, which is just way too long.
Yes, the world looks better for me again, I can stand up and shout “Hello!!!” to the universe with some confidence again, and be the old Rob you used to know…
Now isn’t that nice…?