I took the defeat well...not taking the sight of the evil troll in the presentation party in the same spirit...not a big royalist but it was a job for Harry - he actually supports England Rugby. I know he played, but he still turns my stomach. The Helen Clark effect strikes again.

The try in all probability wasn't a try any more than RSA's last penalty was a penalty. It doesn't matter though, the boys stood up well and gave it all that could be asked. Congratulations to the Bokke army (apart from the smug Zambian in the mothership who becomes South African as and when it is convenient).

Goodbye Jason Robinson...a nation turns its grateful eyes to you..ooh oo ooh.

Probably right call for no try to England but think the TMO was guessing, which he shouldnt

Half TIme: Pints 5-10 Cigs, England down but def. not out. Don't know how it came over in Paris but highlight here was the massive boo during the anthem for our ditch monster of a PM.

Only 6PM and already in position @ Base Camp...sadly will have to sit thru chavball...worse still it's Man U and they are winning!

At the Base Camp, enjoying the sun, and the excellent smoking facilities. Weather making up for past transgresions.

Doktor Doobism of the day: on a former colleague "Nah he's not in Eastbourne any more, he's moved on somewhere new, San Fransisco or something yeah...no...erm...Sevenoaks, that's it"

Another night, another gallon, this time at base camp with LockStock...sorry to be sexist but a la 'summer time' the viewing is great...all the girls are good looking.

Another Friday kicks off at Base Camp feeling wretched - I think I need some healthly fruit consumption, so Cider it is then.

Out at BaseCamp reflecting that with a couple of honourable exeptions that the Village is like a Twats Convention town tonight.

Ok, I didn't quite manage last night's excesses but the pattern of all the people who are interesting to talk to lingering outside the door, with or without cigarette seems to have established itself already.

Trying hard to match last night's smoking effort...going to be tough, not because of the ban but because I smoked so damn many last night.

At Base Camp surveying the carpet of cigarette butts on the pavement outside after one day of the smoking ban. NuLab twats.

...hoping that I don't look as old as some of those there who are probably of the same generation as me

Guiltily enjoying the likes of Duran Duran at Wembeley

Half the Mother Ship were at the Charlatans/Who gig last night, only Captain Arsehole is actualy claimig to be top mates with one of the acts, albeit of one of the elderly ones.

But Toxic has a free one too (see prev. post) so it's not all sweetness and light in the Village, to be fair he's better than usual...but from a very low base

Dot has reintroduced the practice of free beer on line cleaning night at the Mother Ship. She is Mrs T. in minature when it comes to the good stuff.

For a change the evening starts not in the Village but at the Shepherds Bush Empire to see not MTC of Saracens fame but TMC, Tom Mcrae, a very fine musician.

Dr Doob is in charge of Base Camp for the night...no less beer, much less money for reasons I'd better not mention. Top bloke, he'll be missed when he leaves/gets deported.

Re. previous post...don't worry it's a willing victim and he'll only lose his dignity and/or stomach contents.

Down for a public hanging at the Village cricket club...it's just the way things are done round here. Localism rules!

Just seen the Big 'Yen at HQ...he is pissed (as usual) and talking about the last time he had his back hair waxed (which is not usual thankfully).

Another lively one down at Base Camp, though Dr. Doob is ill, which he puts down to prescription drugs, with the emphasis on 'prescription'.

Since

1) I need to test that my programming skills cope with a TWATCOM1 call
2) The toxic one himself is being so pig ignorant

permission to use asterisks is withdrawn, he is a cunt.

England behind, Shrek happy and Toxic in attendance. How quickly things change.

No Toxic, and Shrek in a bad mood because England lead the boks at HT. Not a bad afternoon so far in the mother ship!

It is a measure of how far the human race has progressed that no matter how intrinsically punchable Toxic's face is, and no matter how much the sleazy little fuckwit deserves it, that I've never done it.

Finally at Base Camp. Had to stay in long enough to see the Tramp Fight on 18DS's Crosstalk between Nick Cohen & the vile Yasmin Alibhai-Brown - there's nothing a POL hates than another POL with a different flavour of Leftism. Link to follow.

Someone has already mentioned BB...argh

Heading out to battle supporters of either variety of Big Brother.

A gentle reminder to myself that there are worse kinds of Big Brother than that the crap with which C4 pollutes the airwaves...like the NuLab variety.

Big Brother is back, the TV version...The opiate of the morons, and sadly of some otherwise intelligent people, begins anew tonight. Did it ever f***ing go away?

Oh dear, The Suit is taking over from Ghengis at opening bat for 18DS, he's an immensely bright bloke, good at what he does and in tune with how I think, but this attempt at 'casual' sets a new low.

Herr Reid of the Gestapo is at it again. What kind of country are we defending against the terrorists?

Thank god, Toxic has gone home to piss his family off instead of us.

Argh...Alan Johnson trying to stir up some votes amongst the NuLab flock with an old fashioned appeal to envy and memories of the long-over class war about public schools.

Toxic now on to his fourth beer and getting louder. No veritas in the vino for twats.

Oh great the toxic one has arrived to give us the benefit of his inexpert opinion.

At the mother ship, in England shirt to avoid accusations of cowardice from the Springbok supporting BFS rather than in any real expectation of a good result.

Note to self...Poison Dwarf at his very worst...worthy of full posting with keywords 'hypocrite', 'twat' and 'educationaly subnormal c***' to be included.

HQ an improvement, Billy on piano is on form, but I can't take 'American Pie' seriously after the SNP version...time for the Mother Ship and the suspect joys of the poison dwarf and the Village Idiot

So far, so bad. Base Camp full of kevballer 'supporters' who as usual can't handle their beer watching Notts. Forest playing Paddyvil in some pointless match.

Call of the Mother Ship too strong so beer wins out again.

Idea of listening to Maclean getting another roasting by The Suit et al. on 18DS is appealing - some people deserve to be kicked when they are down.

...just watched our lovely MPs vote for a bit more 'them and us' in British politics. C****s.

...only up again for five minutes. Fuck that for a game of soldiers. Now...live from Base Camp with refugees from the Mother Ship working both sides of the bar.

Back up...let's see if I get five minutes to do something

Argh...the outage problems at blogspot are getting ridiculous and I've only been using it 5 days.

The microblog...the latest breaking news from the BlackBerry...whenever I can be bothered to break it.