Sunday, 20 January 2013

Hackney, That Red-Rose Empire


Hackney, That Rose-Red Empire

I was lucky and got a copy of this for Christmas. Doubly lucky, because I got a copy of Ghost Milk, too. I've some library loans that I should, really, be reading, but the draw of Sinclair's writing has proved too strong to resist.

Sinclair has lived in Hackney for forty years. That's an immense amount of material to work with. While every part of London is unique, there's always recognisable elements to any one that are relevant elsewhere. Markets, cafés, barbers, pubs, the hubs of community eschewed by, frowned upon by the politicians who preface every pronouncement with the 'community' buzzword. He describes poor housing as: “Holding camps for social engineering...visited by the preacher / politician Tony Blair, at the start of a glittering career of photo opportunities.” What does a house made up of career politicians packed off to boarding schools as soon as they're dry overnight, who will pack their own kids off the same way, know of community?

Rachel Lichtenstein described the last-straw mugging of her child-minder on her own doorstep, that made her move away: “I told [the big, dreadlocked, black ex-boxer living opposite] about it. He said 'if I'd seen him, I'd have chopped his arms off with my Samurai sword.'” I understand bloke, it's the only language I'm fluent in. Her neighbour was trying to be comforting.


A bi-polar clash

We're playing the other team from Fulham today. We've two teams. Either of them may turn up for any given game. Same for them. There's the Arsenal, and Chelsea teams. Then there's our evil twin, Give-You-The-Arse-nal, and they've got Leigh-on-Sea (reserves).

In order of likelihood:

Proper Chelsea v GYTA

They rip us a new one, and Benitez' hoodoo over Wenger continues. Wenger talks about aggression and authority, yet that's just what he's stripped from the squad pursuing his dream of textbook football.

Might lead to investment in the squad, buying in guys who can play that are also blessed with a psychopathic streak.

Leigh-on-Sea (reserves) v proper Arsenal

We tear them a new one. Their fans hate Benitez that little bit more. Abramovich brings in his uncle Vlad as caretaker interim temporary manager.

Leigh-on-Sea (reserves) v GYTA play out a 0-0 bore draw.

Proper Chelsea v Proper Arsenal

Great for the neutrals a fantastic game of football is decided by a Nuttyboy Winterburn memory reviving thirty yard top corner thunderbolt from Gibbs. Uncle Vlad replaces Benitez and we don't buy anyone and finish 6th.


Match update

More complicated than previously anticipated. Bi-polarity can exhibit half-to-half. Unfortunately the second half display was rendered irrelevant and redundant by the first half. Will Giroud ever realise that he's a 6'4” monster, or remain a “ooohhhh, it hurrrrrts” wimp all his life?

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