Let us pray the angels are coming forth when it is time to go home; VIEW FROM THE SOFA Live snooker BBC1, 1pm.Byline: Steve Palmer Stephen L Palmer (born Brighton Suffolk 31 March 1968) was a footballer who played in England in the 1980s and 1990s with Ipswich Town, Watford FC and QPR.
Steve signed for QPR from Watford in July 2001 and made his debut in August of that year in the 1-0 win against Stoke
GOSH, hasn't the snooker been jolly interesting this week? I can't wait for it all to reach a thrilling climax tomorrow. The eyes of the sporting world are on the Aberdeen Exhibition and Conference Centre at the moment.
Ha, ha! I am, of course, joshing with you. Nobody gives a deep screw about the snooker today because it's World Cup final time and we've got some sweet chariots to ride through these green and pleasant lands.
Well, I presume we're riding the chariots around England.
The Swing Low Sweet Chariot chariot, earliest and simplest type of carriage and the chief vehicle of many ancient peoples. The chariot was known among the Babylonians before the introduction of horses c.2000 B.C. and was first drawn by asses. The chariot and horse introduced into Egypt c.1700 B. rugby anthem confuses me, though, because it brings Jordan into the equation ("I looked over Jordan and what did I see?...").
How did we end up in ruddy rud·dy
adj. rud·di·er, rud·di·est
a. Having a healthy, reddish color.
b. Reddish; rosy.
2. Jordan? Our chariots must have taken a few wrong turns to arrive in western Asia.
Maybe the song is referring to Jordan the Brighton-born glamour model. I looked over Jordan and what did I see? A pair of enormous breasts.
It beats me. My favourite line in the song is about the angels.
"A band of angels coming after me, coming for to carry me home..."
As a man who has been known to get in some dangerous situations late at night, it would be so reassuring to know that a band of angels were always on hand to transport me safely home at the end of each day.
Ooh, I can't get the image out of my head now. How many angels are in this band? Are we talking a Girls Aloud-style five-piece? Yes, probably.
So, we're all sitting in a nice big chariot and five angels are catering for my every whim. One is mopping my brow with a warm flannel flannel, large group of napped plain-weave or twill-weave fabrics made of cotton, wool, or man-made fibers. Flannel fabrics vary in closeness or firmness of weave and in degree of napping. , one is massaging my shoulders, one is kissing my chest, one is feeding me strawberries, one is playfully tickling my feet...
Hmmmm, hold on. I suppose I need to save one of the angels to drive the bloody thing or we won't make any progress on our journey home.
Damn. Nothing is ever straightforward, is it?