England

I notice that the England football team has yet another new handler, Mr Allardyce. It occurs to me, that whilst we have always over-hyped our chances, that this is a poison chalice and yet it seems one which many a manager is keen to drink from. Of course I wish him and the team every good fortune but having been around long enough to clearly remember when we actually won a tournament, it behooves me to point out that you have to actually have "world" class players and since that time with very  very few exceptions we have not had players of this caliber!  
So high expectations will come to nothing as we do not have players capable of operating at a level required to win tournaments. I have occasionally watched our team in action and now and then they do raise their game to more than a sluggish trot of pass the ball across the field countless times whilst not finding a way through the oppositions defense. Of course every now and then we meet a team who are naturally inferior and give them a jolly good thrashing. Every now and then we beat a team who are nominally better than we are! 
The Premier league has been diluted by the long term influx of players from other counties. Less opportunity for home grown players and whilst we may not have produced any better players than currently, we could have had a bigger choice? I do not see the same fighting spirit and collective camaraderie that is displayed by other UK teams, Wales, Scotland and the two Ireland's. If we could generate that it would go a long way to improving our overall performance.
Now old Guesty is no expert, I was no footballer and certainly I've never managed but it does not need an expert to know that we are simply not good enough.
Well the Guestling solution is keep it simple, play everyone in their right position, get them to do their job and try to score more goals than the opposition. You see simple and simple is always best! 

Sir Guestling is back

To my faithful reader I apologise for being unable to publish anything. It was a technical fault and I could not access my page. Not to worry I'm back now.
The world has turned a few more revolutions and it appears to be no different. In the USA, Trump is still walking round with his foot firmly in his gob, Premier league teams have spent more money than ever, interest rates in the UK have almost reached 0% but footballers it seem to have no ceiling to their inflationary fees! Lady Thorn is so disgusted by the exorbitant sums paid out that she cannot bring herself to comment and I have taken the high road should the subject arise! Pomfrey dryly commented that players should wear the fee they cost on their shirts instead of their names! It appears that Brexit will continue but at a slow pace, perhaps in reality it will not happen? Summer has finished and September is upon us. My old dad used to say that autumn is the time to pause, though he never did say what for?
And what is Guesty up to these days, well the odd round of golf, keeping out of trouble and trying to keep the Thorn coffers topped up. Of course that is easy said than done and one is always looking for ever more creative ways to engineer a bob or two. The good lady is ever more dubious about some of my schemes but she says little and lets me get on with it. Tooky Fairweather, an old chum from school days put me on to a good tip with the gee gees and I won a few quid from that. To be fair Tooky did have an arterial motive and was keen to get in my good graces. He wanted me to introduce him to a fellow I know who is a wizard with vintage motors, his old Rolls was is need of attention and he knew I guarded my friendship with him with a secretive zeal, not wanting to share his skills with everyone but as he had done me such a good turn, I relented and the Rolls is purring once more.
Anyway not much more to say and a Thorn never outstays his welcome.