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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November 14, 2004



Your phrase "mazy run" has had literary circles abuzz here in Manhattan these last few days. The Algonquin Circle or Roundtable or whatever it is has ordered up some special sturgeon and will induct you this evening into its hall of linguistic entrepreneurship. We need to know -- is the phrase yours or did you borrow it from someone on the telly?


Ursula, I would love to claim credit for the phrase 'mazy run' but am afraid this is a phrase I probably first heard from Barry Davies of the BBC in January 1978, when Leicester City's Keith Weller, wearing thigh-length white tights as protection from the freezing cold, half ran, half ice-skated half the length of the pitch, slaloming his way one-by-one past what seemed like the entire Norwich City team before slotting home a famous FA Cup goal.

So, no- 'mazy run' is the standard phrase used to describe the sort of jinking, bobbing-and-weaving, head-down-and-stick-it-through-the-full-back's-legs sort of scamper beloved of tricky wingers since the days of Stanley Matthews and before, and I cannot in all conscience claim credit for it. However, if it is not too late I would like to stake a claim here for 'Beardsleyesque double-foot shuffle', and while I am thinking about it, also Paul Merson's 'stop-start-stop-start shimmy' from mid-November.

By the way there is another football story on its way, this time concerned with how my return this weekend to the stands at Manchester City was made all the more pleasant for the absence of my one-time neighbour, the angry cycling pensioner. It is half-written and will be here any time now!


By the way until a week ago I wouldn't have understood your reference to the Algonquin circle- but it is mentioned by Jerry Seinfeld in one of the episodes of the new DVD I watched four times while I was laid up with the dodgy ankle. The eponymous comedian is making fun of the banal conversation of his soon-to-be-ex-girlfriend and her acquaintances, and says 'hey, that sounds like a right old Algonquin circle you have going there.'

I really should go on Mastermind with my new-found expertise, shouldn't I?


Nice report, but, you are a little harsh on us, I mean we only do our best, and being a Fellow Cheadle ender - I agree, there are a lot of empty seats, but, at least make us sound good, and stuff, so that people can come and visit us, and the fans - they're just amazing.



Neil- always nice when a fellow Cheadle Ender pops in. If you follow the link on my sidebar to 'football stories' and go down to September 16th you will see all my County reports together, hopefully some of them show the fans- and occasionally even the team- in a better light.

I will be having a look round your site as well- I nearly didn't find it but that was because I was mistakenly putting two e's in cheadlender, what was I thinking of...

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