Happy New Year new song needed.

Don't ya just love the Scots, they sure know how to write a good beer tune, although AULD LANG SYNE has had its day, in my opinion.
I think we should start a new traditional song to celebrate what the New Year means to us all now.

What do you think of my choices, add comment if you have any better!

Chumbawamba – Tubthumping

Marilyn Manson - Off The Wagon

Dead Kennedys - Too Drunk To F**k

NOFX – Punk in drublic (Any song on the album)

And finally to all my auld acquaintance I hope you all have a Happy New Year...

Merry Christmas

Christmas started this year for the Silk family with a visit to St Luke’s church in Ramsgate to join in on their carol concert and enjoy a few mince pies.

Christmas eve I cooked a lamb keema curry and Nicole cook our turkey for the following day which turned out to be delicious. The mini Silks were beside themselves with excitement getting there last minute Santa orders in and sprinkling Reindeer food on the lawn. They left a drop of Port and a mince Pie for Santa and a nice big carrot for the Reindeer. Nicole and I spent the rest of the evening watching Hogfather on the TV.

Our Christmas day morning began at 04.00 with Jed at the end of our bed not quite sure why and a bit miffed that there was an enormous sack on the end of his bed. I skirted the questions and got him off to sleep in our bed for a few hours more.

Georgia announced that Santa Claus had been at around 06.30 and we all set about opening our Presents. Nicole received a kettle from Santa in the spirit of the 1950’s house wife tradition and I got a bottle of Prada fragrance. As always on Christmas morning our house looked as if a bomb had blown up in Hamleys stock room. However, we all had a fantastic day together with a splendid turkey and all the trimmings dinner cooked by Nicole and lots of Adnams bitter, Nicole has found her new favourite pudding from Marks and Spencer’s (The chocolate one on the advert) and I indulged in my new fascination with Brussels sprouts.

Keith’s excellent Brighton adventure

Recently I spent a few nights in Brighton and found it to be an excellent city, especially the area called the lanes with its buzzing restaurants and bars. After work each evening I went for a stroll to find somewhere to eat. The First night I had a splendid lamb Dansak, followed by a few beers at my new favourite pub, Fiddlers elbow where they were playing Nick cave plus other off beat music to my delight.

The second night I ended up in Momma Cherri's Soul Food Shack. I had watched the Gordon Ramsey show and thought I would give it a try.

I ordered the meatloaf with greens and mash potato and a bottle of American beer. Enjoyable tasty food although the meatloaf was a bit salty. However, this was overshadowed by the price of the meal a whopping in a £20. I think Momma has been bitten by the corporate bug, I thought soul food was all about good wholesome family food! If I took my whole family it would cost £100 for four slices of meatloaf... Gordon, Have a word...

The next evening I found myself at Momma Cherri's original soul food shack, which has now become the blue man North African restaurant. This place is fantastic. I started with a beer from Casablanca called Flag and some complimentary marinated chick peas that were extremely addictive. I had a starter Merguez Sausages which are homemade spicy lamb sausages with homemade salsa and also very tasty. For my main I had Khrouf, a Rich lamb tagine with cinnamon, prunes and chickpeas on the side was couscous and pita bread. The whole meal and service was excellent and I will be returning on my next visit to Brighton.

Talking crap, eating crap and drinking Real Ale.

Stringer and I were abandoned last Saturday night as our ladies settled down to a night of wine, the X Factor final and girly chit chat at the bear pit.

Our entertainment began with fine ale from the Wychwood brewery called Black Wych followed by many more from other brewers.

We watched the Russell Brand Live tour DVD that we found highly amusing. Unfortunately, the temptation was too great and we had to see if our favourites Same Difference were to be knocked out of the competition, and they were.

We decided as we had started to watch the X Factor that we might as well continue watching and see who wins between Rhydian and Leon.

As the drunkenness kicked in and the kebabs had been devoured, the talk turned into stupid ideas and things we had done in the past, one of mine that I remember Stringer found amusing, was the fact I went to a Star Wars convention dressed as Han Solo and my mate went as Hammer Head.

As you can imagine we had some funny looks on the tube on route to the convention in Hammersmith.

With that in mind I have posted the poll opposite...

Underground Heroes

Thursday night I went to see Chatham's Chav Punks Underground Heroes at studio 41 in the City of Canterbury.

They were supported by a brilliant young band called Onlookers, with their mixed sound of The Doors, Led Zeppelin and Kings of Leon I found them gripping and extremely watchable.

In a very relaxed atmosphere Underground Heroes took to the stage and ripped it up.
Lead singer Aaron Dollimore suggested the mosh pit looked pathetic and if they were going to do it then they should do it properly and then it took off.

The Undergound Heroes are full of energy, brilliant tunes and if you get a chance to see them I would take it.

I sure will...