The Garden Fence - proper Old Style support and chat!

pollyanna_26

Have you seen what's been happening at Old Trafford since 2pm Florence?

Utter idiots. You can't claim to be a loyal fan and behave like scum.

KO should have been 4.30. As far as I can tell Man U are still in the hotel, no sign of Liverpool.

Plenty of the old yellow and green flares being set off in a pandemic defies belief. Liverpool fans did the same in lockdown after the team finally won the premier league.

Many people are struggling to breathe either asthmatic or post covid. If those flares haven't yet been declared to be illegal they need to be and carry a heavy fine.

Sorry for the rant. I'm fed up with idiots. Much better security needed as they got in and on the pitch. At least one ran down the tunnel but failed to reach the dressing rooms.

Off to check if the match will go ahead. Remaining fixtures suggest no room to play another day.

pollyx

Florenceem

Hooligans - not true supporters.
Can't understand what happened - security was tight when I visited the ground.
Postponed.

pollyanna_26

Game off. Pep will need to keep pacing the floor at City to find out if they've won the league.

Yesterday I was talking of peaceful protest, today I've seen awful scenes of the opposite. Down at the Lowry hotel where MU players were. Maybe not at the Liverpool one as they aren't involved with the Glazers. Most supporters never wanted the Glazers but there are better ways of sorting that.

The original idea that the fans would pretty well own the club is laughable. They have no idea how things have moved on and it costs a fortune to own and run a premier league club.

 

From the images today I wouldn't trust any of them to run to the shop for a loaf of bread and come back.

They should pay for the police , security and the helicopter over the ground. Also broken glass and other damage they caused. There are clear images of many of them so I hope thet get a knock on the door.

pollyx 

pollyanna_26

You're right Florence- Hooligans. I can't understand the lack of security at the ground. Liverpool v Utd were well policed back in Fergies day and the same at Anfield.

It's a few years since I went to a match but used to be a season ticket holder. Everyone was checked especially after Hillsborough.

Apart from the trouble at the ground they were hurling bottles and other missiles at the police and the horses down at the Lowry hotel. Even if they could have got two pairs of two team coaches through ( Covid conditions ) what player could have the head in the right place after that performance.

Anyway I've calmed down after seeing Red- Not a pun! Listened to some music and have just watched todays episode of Call the Midwife. I'm finding it really good so far as time moves forward and it's a lovely change from all the repeats I've watched over the past year. I was also rewatching Marples as you were all the way through from Joan Hickson.

pollyx

monnagran

I've come to the conclusion that there is always a section of the population looking for something to fight about.  Lacking any just cause they will dig up ancient grievances, fashionable causes, (some of them quite ridiculous) imagined slights, and the smallest of flames that can be fanned into an inferno.
You are not going to convince me that all those rioters yesterday were MU supporters who were outraged by the club's owners.  Genuine supporters would have been too anxious to see the match go ahead.
No.  This was the work of Rent-A-Mob.

Sadly, there will always be bored, unintelligent yobbos looking for a fracas.

It doesn't feel like a bank holiday. The village next to where I used to live had a real May Day fete.  There was a procession with the May Queen and her attendants, Maypole dancing, a battle between St George and the Dragon, all the stalls set out on the Village Green, a real old fashioned celebration. I remember the year that one of my granddaughters was one of the Queen's attendants and the other one was the back end of the Dragon.  I also remember the year when the rain descended in sheets and in true British spirit the Fete went ahead as usual.  The children doing the Maypole dancing did it in wellingtons and every time they planted a foot down the mud slurped over the top of them. The May Queen sat on her throne on the back of the lorry, now festooned with dripping decorations, under an umbrella, and at the end we all went home to wring the water out of our clothes and sluice the mud from our limbs. 
Happy Days.

THOUGHT FOR TODAY 

My housekeeping style could best be described as, "There seems to have been a struggle."

Suffolksue

Was the village St Helens Monna ,remember holidays there as a child in the late 50s 

monnagran

Hello Sue.  No, St Helens (aka Village of the Angels or Goose Green)  was my next door village when I lived in Bembridge.  This was when I lived in Haslemere and the village was Fernhurst.  Haslemere was at the point where 3 counties met (Surrey, Hampshire and West Sussex) and although we were in Surrey and Fernhurst was only a couple of miles down the road, it was in West Sussex.

Are you OK Sue?  My thoughts have been with you a lot.

mothernerd

I think I remember that May Day Monna.  I was running a traidcraft stall at our local May Day Festival (Trades Council organised). I had invested heavily in paper goods (writing paper, envelopes, drawing paper, sugar paper as they were affordable and some of the other items were beautiful but quite expensive. Stalls were outside on the (very large) carpark and I spent the afternoon taking off the large clear plastic sheet so people could see the goods and whipping it back on to protect them. I still lost a lot of stock and as the mark up was only 5% it took about 2 years to recover my losses.

We had a very hot year. My friend and I were running the Woodcraft Folk stall with the 'help' of our 5 small children (we had to take them all to meetings if both our partners were working - running activities for a mixed group of 5 to 10 year olds plus a couple of toddlers and a baby in his pram is such fun). I was probably running the traidcraft stall alongside (I remember lots of table) but we had some home made games for children. I had a length of green baize and in one session our craft activity had been covering circles of cardboard (3 layers of cardboard with the stripes going different ways) wrapped in strips of cloth (one of my old skirts) to make hoops for hoopla. The green baize cloth went on the floor and we had different starting lines for adults/ younger/ older children with prixes laid out on the baize (a few at a time). We had also made a large quantity of home made play dough (mainly me during the day with 4 small helpers - for a time, between DS1 being born and being heavily pregnant with DS2 I looked after my friends' children one at school, one at nursery (3 half days) and their youngest and our eldest (still friends, friend was going to be DS1's Best Man but his wife was pregnant. As the sun blazed down the play dough got very sweaty and rather runny. We did sell some, telling people to put it in their fridge and add a bit of extra flour if that didn't work.

The very first May Day the TC organised (I was on the TC later on but partner and friends partner were on then). I had no children and was running a stall for the local Welfare Rights Group (voluntary). I had organised a tombola ( some items donated but many cheapo multipacks split up so lots for everyone - colouring books, pens, etc. I had also bought a large bag of mixed sweets which I put in a basket. If people drew a non-winning ticket, I let them pick a sweet from the basket (I'd done it because my sense of fairness felt it wasn't fair that they should get nothing, especially if it was a child). I was amazed at the number of people who would buy more tickets, just because I gave them a sweet.

We also had balloons ( someone else was blowing them up) and I had cut strings with loops tied on the end, ten strings wrapped in a newspaper roll so that they didn't get tangled. My partner was running the bouncy castle. He had a customer with a few problems  - she wore thick glasses, hearing aids, I think she had supports on her legs (other end of the field so I didn't see her). Her parents asked if she was 'allowed' on (inclusivity wasn't a widely known term then) and he said of course. She had a whale of a time, he said she was so lovely, happy and smiling all the time. Unfortunately her glasses broke. Partner insisted that the Trades Council would pay for a replacement and took the details. parents were just happy that she had been 'allowed' to take part. My partner wanted to have a May Queen, just so that she could be it. One of the entertainers that day was a young lad from just down the road. Rick Astley with his first band and one of his first public appearances. 

Well I must go and do something (not had morning pills yet). It is Do something nice for You Day and I hope you all have a lovely day.

pollyanna_26

There were genuine supporters outside the ground monna in a peaceful protest. However the yobs were doing their thing.

The whole thing is based on Newton Heath a football team of railway workers formed in 1878. It was in financial trouble in 1902, saved by some local business men and renamed Manchester United. There can be no one still alive from back then but the belief fans can run a club persists.

There is an underclass sadly , always has been. No life skills, ambition and sadly from generations of the same.

Some particuarly young care leavers on the streets can be helped but the feral behaviour witnessed yesterday is normality to many.

My parents taught us how to behave and have the life skills we would need. There are too many with no .direction or idea of normal behaviour and I feel we witnessed an example of that yesterday. Bored, no need to get out of bed until they can unite and have a  day out. It may be riding those illegal off road bikes leaving chaos in their wake or whatever the latest fad is.

I think Aristotle nailed it. " Give me a child until he is seven and I will show you the man" It's not just men it's everyone wasting police time, causing trouble and living a different life to the norm.

I was a carnival queens attendant in the 50s. I remember sitting on the back of a coal mans lorry clutching the side. He hadn't done a very good job of cleaning it so we were all covered in coal dust.

There was a photo of me taken before we set out , thankfully lost to time. It was taken in the backyard of the victorian terrace we moved to from the lovely modern prefab. I've no idea who took it but I'm in a long peach satin dress probably made by my favourite auntie. The dreaded ringlets are there with a touch of peach ribbon and I'm posed next to a line of washing with the frayed end of the rope washing line alongside me. Not one of my better experiences.

pollyx

MingVase

I was a flowergirl at our Miners Gala when I was 5 and  a Maid in Waiting when I was 10. I remember horrible pics of me looking very smug in pale pink in the back of a lorry covered in paper flowers. And I remember you got a box with a sausage roll, an apple and a cake