Some blogs I know

  • Freckles and Doubt
    Considering her mastery of narrative structure etc. (insert narrative structure here.....)
  • Trailer Park Refugee | just three shots of tequila away from a bar fight….
    Just three shots of tequila away from a bar fight...
  • Exile on Pain Street | Straddling the Hudson River. One foot in NYC, the other in suburban New Jersey.
    One man's story, etc.....
  • Fat Man on a Keyboard
    'At first they came for the smokers but I did not speak out as I did not smoke. Then they came for the binge drinkers but I said nothing as I did not binge. Now they have an obesity strategy...'
  • New York Bike Blog
  • Belgian Waffle
    Prolific? Bien sur. Waffle? Not a bit of it. The best thing to come out of Belgium since Leffe Blonde, and that is saying something.
  • Non-working monkey
    'Why taking work seriously turns you into a cock', among other lifesavingly important career advice.
  • Razorblade of life
    'Not so much cutting-edge as half-cut and still sliding'...
  • blue cat
    This blue cat fellow (he writes for the telly you know) issues forth an apparently effortless stream of grade-A funniness that has me overcome in turns by helpless laughter and shameful, powerful envy. There I've said it.
  • Joella
    Joella in Oxfordshire. Working for The Man while training to be a plumber (I think!). Loves gherkins, hates aubergines... and Fascists.
  • Bushra
    Bushra's blog/ homepage/ call it what you want
  • Dubsteps (formerly Hobo Tread)
    Thoughts of Skif, a Havant and Waterlooville fan exiled in Liverpool- possibly the most engaging non-league football writing to be found on the web- and with a little bit of politics, and plenty more beside!
  • Tired Dad
    The Man Who Very Nearly Fell Asleep
  • troubled diva.
    Mike, the self-styled 'Fairy Godmother of British Blogging'. He got us all published in a book, you know...
  • Private Secret Diary
    Dispatches from deepest Norfolk. Not that private and not that secret. Just consistently hilarious.
  • The man who fell asleep; Sadness and ecstasy in unequal measures
    The book inspired by this veteran site (A Year in the life of The Man Who Fell Asleep) features the 'sarcastic polar bears of north London' among other oddities that the author manages somehow to render absolutely plausible.
  • Pete Ashton's Internet Presence
    Birmingham's finest. Writing with enviable clarity on every subject under the sun since 2000 (a very long time indeed!). Now with added nice pictures of canals and stuff...
  • Looby
    'An awkward, clumsy fellow; a lubber; a novice'....a venerated (if refreshingly irreverent) blogging institution. Lancaster's very finest!
  • RichardHerring.com
    The comedian Richard Herring's kind of online diary thing. Always worth a visit.

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October 20, 2004



Ah, a great read. Almost made me feel homesick reading that. The emphasis being very much on almost!

I think it's a lack characters like the "Nyinger-Nyanger Man" that makes going to watch football over here not quite as entertaining as it should be. There is the odd "shouty bloke", but nothing comparable with some of the people I've seen watching games in England.

Perhaps it's a lack of alcohol or passion, I don't know. But however Nyinger-nyanger translates into Japanese, I wish somebody would start shouting it.


I think maybe the people in the stand think he is shouting in Japanese, Lee!


He he, that's funny!!


When I used to live in Hong Kong, there was a wizened old Chinese chap who came to every year's Rugby Sevens tournament (of international reputation and fame) and used to stand at the sidelines yelling "Ayaaah! AyaAAAAAAAAH!!!" in an apparent fit of rage, every time a try or conversion went over. He was something of an unofficial tournament mascot, and may possibly have been related to the Nyinger Nyanger man. Sadly he has now passed on to that great Touchline in the Sky, but his memory remains. Great days. (wipes away solitary tear)


Cool story! Who needs troupes of young female cheerleaders with matching outfits and pom-poms when we have old men with idiosyncratic shouts to urge us on...

Now then. The Nyinger Nyanger Man with pom-poms. There's an image.


Hahaha. Great stuff. I am strongly tempted to visit Altrincham to witness this phenomenon. Great use of the phrase 'rose majestically' as well...


A little bit late in the day to comment, perhaps, but I just wanted to say that (back in the mid-to-late 80's, at least) Oldham Athletic had their own version of the Nyinger-Nyanger thing: it went "Zigger-Zagger-Zigger-Zagger-ATH-LE-TIC". So now you know ;-)

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