[b]YOU’LL[/b] all be delighted to hear that I’m a superb tennis player. I’ve won several events, home and abroad, and have been asked to turn pro on several occasions. Obviously, being in the employ of Her Majesty’s Secret Service precludes any long-term commitment to the most noble racquet sport of them all. Besides, as I’m such a dab hand at darts and cue sports too I’d be loath to knock any of the aforementioned on the head in favour of one or the other.
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With Wimbledon just around the corner I’ll be dusting down the DB9 and heading down to a lady friend’s gaff just off High Street Kensington in order to be near enough to pick up the tube, call in and check out some of the action. Despite being a superb player myself, I have to admit that not all...
[b]HELLO[/b], good afternoon and welcome to my latest blog. I’ve been chilling in the home counties since I got back from my little trip to the Bahamas as both my castles in Scotland are currently being renovated in time for Hogmanay (I’ll be flying between each in my helicopter at various parts of the night just to make sure everyone’s being properly entertained. I’ve got some of the lads from the Bay City Rollers playing at one, and two – hopefully three – members of Runrig doing a couple of numbers at the other). My third castle – in Spain – is currently out of action largely due to the fact that large parts of it have had an attack of Verdigris and I’m having difficulties getting the right quality of obreros in. To ensure there'll be no unwelcome visitors, a small ...
[b]HELLO,[/b] good evening & welcome to my latest blog. Something very weird happened when I last threw a couple of tips out from the East Wing of my sprawling country manor house.
They both lost.
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I digress. I've been suffering some pretty tough times of late. I had to get shot of the vacuum cleaner (to be fair, it was only gathering dust), I had to play a game of snooker behind enemy lines (more about this later) and my football team of choice hasn't won a league match all season.
So, about the snooker. I was recently invited by a dear relative of mine (yup, he cost the best part of a million to buy) for a few games of snooker at the local Conservative Club. Obvs, this went against all my extreme socialist principles...
[b]HELLO[/b], good afternoon and welcome to my latest blog post. I received some crushing news this morning. I subscribe to Wrecking Ball & Demolition Weekly and it arrived with a thud on my velvet doormat.
I digress. As I’ve been particularly busy lately, sorting out minor criminals with the type of justice generally only meted out by superheroes in capes, I haven’t managed to help you all out with my words of wisdom as often as I’d like. What I have identified, however, are two tremendous tips for this weekend’s football and snooker. I know you hang onto my every word like a bat on a branch so I’ll keep it short and sweet today as kick-off time is rapidly approaching and while I have an ego the size of Stephen Fry’s brain I would never deprive you of pre-match drinking ...
[b]HELLO,[/b] good morning and welcome to my latest blog.
Snooker has to be the most sedentary sport in the world. The contestants are even lazier than darts players. Let’s face it, how many times have you seen a darts player ask the ref for a rest? Furthermore, the dress code has got to be the most bonkers of all sports.
“Mum, I’m just off for a game of snooker with my mates.”
“Okay son, don’t forget your waistcoat, bow tie and ridiculous spats.”
[b]It also features some of life’s more bizarre eccentrics.[/b] Dechawat Poomjaeng, for example (the one who looks like Pixie out of the old TV series Monkey), was described by Stephen Maguire as ‘not the full shilling’. That’s pretty extreme if you ask me. Put it this way, if I was ever on Who Wants To Be A ...
[b]HELLO,[/b] good morning & welcome to my latest blog.
Yes, it's been a while, but you know how it is. I've been ducking and diving more than a bathysphere lately so haven't had time to share my wisdom with you all. Nevertheless, I hope this note reaches you well.
I was lucky enough to be invited to a posh Christmas bash the other day. It was held in the grounds of my old Eton chum Bert Tottington-Smith’s mansion in the home counties. I can’t reveal the exact location as I’m under a non-disclosure agreement, but if you type ‘big, posh houses in the south of England’ into google you’ll get some idea of how grandiose it is.
Put it this way, the marquee in the front lawn was bigger than an average circus tent. There were loads of monied people there and to be honest ...
[b]ISN'T[/b] it awkward when you meet someone and they want to buy the clothes you're wearing? I experienced this the other day in a delightful country pub I visited, just south of Crewe.
While I was tucking into the Ploughman’s Lunch In A Basket (tremendous value at £7.99 with a free pint of Bishop’s Thorny Elbow), this dreadful fellow approached me and offered me £100 for my blazer. I politely declined as I was just about to shovel some more Branston Small Chunk onto a nice piece of brie, but he wasn’t letting it go. [b]I calmly explained to him that the buttons alone were worth more than a grand[/b] and he seemed to take umbrage at this, going all hot under the collar.
He offered me outside, so I told him to stop being so rude and to wait until I’d finished. He started...
[b]HELLO[/b], good evening & welcome to the fourth part of my A-Z guide to better punting. I hope it reaches you well. Have a little read, digest it, then apply the wisdom to your next few bets & see how much your bank rises.
[b]D is for do your maths[/b]
If mathematics isn’t your strong point, take steps to make sure that it is. A lot of failed bets are down to simply doing your maths wrong. For example, if the selection you’ve put your money on was priced at 2.0, when in reality it should have been closer to 5.0, then you’re the mug. Never put a bet on before you’ve worked out which website offers you the best odds on that bet, making sure of course that you’ve compared like for like i.e. decimal against decimal or fractional against fractional. Would you know, for example,...
[b]HELLO[/b], good morning and welcome to my blog. A well-meaning pensioner who’d been queuing for a bus since his teens once told me: “All good things come to those who wait,” and I have to say that’s it’s about blinking time that my blog became one of the featured ones, so congratulations to Peter Powers-Thatbee at Betfair for promising to click on the [i]Feature Alex69’s Blog[/i] button in return for me continuing to share my wisdom with you.
Having a featured blog was never my intention, but I’m happy to take the kudos and acclaim because, let’s face it, I’ve always been a roaring success in everything I do, including my recent three-month African safari where I wowed the natives with my lion impressions.
Not all of you will have been following my blog since...