Archive for June, 2020

Saturday 27th June 2020

Posted in Life the Universe and Other Things on June 27, 2020 by bishshat

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Friday 26th June 2020

Posted in Life the Universe and Other Things on June 26, 2020 by bishshat

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Thursday 25th June 2020

Posted in Life the Universe and Other Things on June 26, 2020 by bishshat

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Tuesday 23rd June 2020

Posted in Life the Universe and Other Things on June 23, 2020 by bishshat


Spurs 2 West Ham 0

Spurs earned a vital 2-0 win in their pursuit of European football, which was doubly satisfying as they plunged West Ham into further relegation trouble.

After letting a 1–0 lead slip to draw with Manchester United on Friday, Spurs needed to improve against the Hammers to justify suggestions that they are among the biggest beneficiaries of the lockdown. A fortuitous own goal by Tomas Soucek and Harry Kane’s late strike ensured Spurs kept the pressure on United in the race for fifth. For Mourinho, the victory and a solid performance was justification of his persistent claims that his side would only improve once he had a full roster of attackers at his disposal.

Having been without Kane, Heung-min Son, Steven Bergwijn and Moussa Sissoko before lockdown, Mourinho surprisingly blamed the draw with United on the absence of Dele Alli and Lucas Moura. Both returned to the XI against the Hammers, leaving the manager without any excuses if his team failed to deliver in the final third.


To the Portuguese’s credit, Spurs plugged away and eventually exploited the gaps in West Ham’s defence, with Son unlucky to see a 43rd-minute goal ruled out by the VAR for a fractional offside before Soucek’s turned into his own net from Giovani Lo Celso’s corner to break the deadlock. West Ham, meanwhile, now have one win in nine and are increasing threatened by a financially devastating drop after consecutive defeats in Project Restart.

Kane was anonymous in the first 25 minutes but gradually grew in threat and influence until he was troubling the West Ham defence with almost every attack. After missing a string of chances which showed his rust, Kane raced onto Son’s pass in the 82nd-minute and finished cooly, to send Mourinho wild.


Kane himself celebrated by sprawling on his front, expressive of pure relief after a frustrating 112 minutes of the Premier League restart.

While his performance was not vintage, it was a significant improvement on United and will silence his latest doubters. As Mourinho said, Kane only needed time and minutes to find his feet after such a long layoff

Monday 22nd June 2020

Posted in Life the Universe and Other Things on June 22, 2020 by bishshat


The Stuffed Tyger

Tyger, tyger burning bright
In that cabinet on the right
His eyes all dirty and his fur all drab
He’s down that passage by the spider crab
His mouth wide open makes no noise
Scares the life out the girls and boys
He’s been in that museum since I was a kid
Where out of the rain I went and hid
Many a Sunday would find me there
With the tyger the crab and the polar bear

Bish 1995



Where is that Dunkirk spirit?
Where are those beaches fought for?
Everything is closer than it was
Tunnels have been made into Europe
Dogs are crossing the channel
In roads have been worn away
By a deluge of traffic
The two car family has doubled over night
Becoming 4 x 4 x 4 too many
The working man doesn’t
The housewife isn’t
The children that were once seen and never heard
Are now heard loud and unclear and never seen
Except in a cheque book out and spoken way
Past their bedtime
The land is not green and pleasant
No bluebirds seen over those white cliffs
Dover has been closed
Ancient hearts of oak have been ripped out
Roots now bare and exposed
Britain is off the rails and its force that was once
To be reckoned with is spent
And is now a farce to be easily ridiculed
Britain shows its face as the poor man of Europe
Ripping off its hard taxed population
A population that despite all this defends its home
Defends its language
Defends its heritage that has bound it to its future
As a museum state
The past glories have come home to roost
All the benefits gained in greed
Are now embarrassments casting shadows on us all?
We have struggled to throw off this shame
And in this process bared our soul
The ordinary people are carrying crosses set in concrete
To mark their early graves
The weight of it all is too great
We cannot move forward for we have nowhere to go
We have enslaved ourselves in the guilt of our Britishness
The guilt passed down to the ordinary people
A people that carry the weight because who they think they are

Bish 2010


Play the white man

Come on play the white man
Come on play the game
In a land once fit for heroes
Nothing is quite as plain
Someone’s moved the goalposts
The white towers have gone the same
That’s just not cricket
The sandwiches are dry
Not one jack is unified
And a tear falls from Gods English eye
Come play the white man
Come on play the game
And England’s colours have faded
Washed out in all the rain
We have got to pull our socks up
Pull the wool from over our eyes
This land has changed forever
And it’s come as a huge surprise
We have fallen to the googly
We have surrendered to the Hun
Sold off our noble industries
To the land of the rising sun
We have missed the final boat my son
We have lost the fucking plot
We are locked in solitary confinement
And you don’t give a jot
Surfing on your internet
Downloading all that crap
I would make you see the mess were in
But you’re taking another nap
Were deep within the Irish stew
Battered in a French fried heap
Where counting all our wickets lost
Not knowing what to do
So run another run my son
Make it to that crease
Come on play the white man
So your great granddad can rest in peace

Bish October 2000

Sunday 21st June 2020

Posted in Life the Universe and Other Things on June 21, 2020 by bishshat

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Saturday 20th June 2020

Posted in Life the Universe and Other Things on June 20, 2020 by bishshat

Lockdown day 96!


I saw myself as dead within the clouds just before I took this picture I even had my hat on.
This lockdown sickness is as bad as the sickness itself.
Terrible dreams and a tremendous headache this morning.
I cannot escape my bed.
I see dead people all the time and one of them is me.
I see my mom on her deathbed in the clouds and hear the nurses telling me not to when I ask should I bring a change of clothes.
Terrible dreams.
Three men trying to steal my fathers car.
Fire fighting in a school taking two different hose rolls and trying to explain to the D.O why I had done this.
Trying to find the fire in a toilet block with many rooms all the same.
A trip to a concert at Wembley where the tickets cost £1000. I ended up in a boxing match in an antique museum or shop. I can’t get out of bed now.
Headache terrible. Jam tomorrow.
Mad World
Roland Orzabal
All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places, worn out faces
Bright and early for their daily races
Going nowhere, going nowhere
Their tears are filling up their glasses
No expression, no expression
Hide my head, I want to drown my sorrow
No tomorrow, no tomorrow
And I find it kinda funny, I find it kinda sad
The dreams in which I’m dying are the best I’ve ever had
I find it hard to tell you, I find it hard to take
When people run in circles it’s a very very
Mad world, mad world
Children waiting for the day, they feel good
Happy birthday, happy birthday
Made to feel the way that every child should
Sit and listen, sit and listen
Went to school and I was very nervous
No one knew me, no one knew me
Hello teacher, tell me what’s my lesson
Look right through me, look right through me
And I find it kinda funny, I find it kinda sad
The dreams in which I’m dying are the best I’ve ever had
I find it hard to tell you, I find it hard to take
When people run in circles it’s a very very
Mad world, mad world
Enlarge your world
Mad world

Spurs 1 Man utd 1 

last nights game played to an empty house.

Steven Bergwijn gave Tottenham a 1-0 lead with an exquisite solo effort as Jose Mourinho’s side resumed their Premier League campaign against Manchester United on Friday night.

The forward – who joined Tottenham in a £27million transfer from PSV in January – made an instant impact on his arrival with a phenomenal debut goal against Premier League champions Manchester City.

The Dutchman’s season looked to have been cut short after suffering an ankle injury against Burnley in March, however, with Mourinho struggling for options following injuries to both Harry Kane and Heung-min Son.


The three-month enforced lay-off due to the outbreak of the coronavirus pandemic afforded Bergwijn, alongside both Kane and Son, ample time to recover.

The 22-year-old was thrust straight into the action with Tottenham’s Champions League hero Lucas Moura sidelined with a knock suffered in training.

And it’s fair to say, he didn’t disappoint. With United arguably on top, Bergwijn picked the ball up after an important interception by Serge Aurier, before bursting towards Harry Maguire.

The Dutchman eased past the England international, before smashing the ball goalwards. David de Gea – who should have done better – could only parry the shot into the roof of the net.


That’s now three goals from three home games for Bergwijn, who looks to be settling into life at Tottenham. The Dutchman becomes the first Tottenham player to record such a feat since Rafael van der Vaart.

Yes, it’s just one-half of football played, but Tottenham and Mourinho will be hugely encouraged by the forward’s performance.


Monday 15th June 2020

Posted in Life the Universe and Other Things on June 16, 2020 by bishshat

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The Parsifal Effect

My dreams are in slices
As if cut by the strings of celestial music
I hate being old
Even though I’ve been old for a while
I hate being under the sentence of death
Even though I have been sentenced at birth
I hate being under the sentence of pain
Even though pain is assured
I hate being under the sentence of oblivion
Under the sentence of grief
Under the sentence of loss
Under the sentence of being alone
Apollo has me by the horns
And he holds the sun
And the moon of my life

John Bish 14th June 2020

The Parsifal effect is based on mythology and fiction. It is something that is used to describe a creepy chilly feeling.

Parsifal reached the castle of the holy grail twice – the first time as a naive person, and the second time as an enlightened one, who was well aware of what was expected of him.  It is as if the mind walks on an elastic surface rather than on snow – our influence does not last, and is annulled over time.

Parsifal is a young man who is a “pure fool”, which means that he is an innocent, good man who slowly starts to understand the world.



Parsifal is a naive, young man who was raised in the woods by his protective mother, Herzeleide. He never knew his father who was killed in battle before Parsifal was born. One day Parsifal saw a passing retinue of knights and decided he wanted to be like them. He followed the knights and abandoned his mother, who in turn died of sorrow. Armed with a homemade bow and a desire to see the world, Parsifal wandered the wilderness, proudly looking after himself.

Innocent, ignorant and filled with youthful exuberance, he recklessly shoots a sacred swan out of the sky, leading to an encounter with the knights of the Holy Grail which will change his life forever.

Sunday 14th June 2020

Posted in Life the Universe and Other Things on June 15, 2020 by bishshat

After 90 days apart my son comes to visit.


Wednesday 10th June 2020

Posted in Life the Universe and Other Things on June 10, 2020 by bishshat


Shakespears Sister

If this world is wearing thin
And you’re thinking of escape
I’ll go anywhere with you
Just wrap me up in chains
But if you try to go alone
Don’t think I’ll understand
Stay with me, stay with me
In the silence of your room
In the darkness of your dreams
You must only think of me
There can be no in between
When your pride is on the floor
I’ll make you beg for more
Stay with me, stay with me
You’d better hope and pray
That you make it safe
Back to your own world
You’d better hope and pray
That you’ll wake one day in your own world
‘Cause when you sleep at night
They don’t hear your cries in your own world
Only time will tell if you can break the spell
Back in your own world
Stay with me, stay with me


It is a very mean and nasty place and it will beat you to your knees and keep you there permanently if you let it. You, me, or nobody is gonna hit as hard as life. But it ain’t how hard you hit; it’s about how hard you can get hit, and keep moving forward. How much you can take, and keep moving forward