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Melton Mowbray

Had a nice day out in one of the local towns, we were there looking at houses and decided to venture into town where there was a vintage car meet as well as a Sunday Market.

The old Porkpie shop – Melton Mowbray

Melton Mowbray is world renowned its Porkpies and Stilton cheese both of which have Protected designation of origin status. I do indulge in the occasional Pork pie, but the cheese is not for me, i like very bland cheeses, my favourite is probably Red Leicester.

Anyway, I digress, my main reason to visit was to purchase a print from a local artist for our football themed garden pub. The artist is based here in Melton Mowbray and his name is Ian Hallows. I’d seen this signed and numbered print of a Fox in a Leicester City scarf, and wanted it, today I brought it issue 89 of 895. It is mounted on canvas and already on stretchers. It will be a welcome addition to the already full pub. It’s signed on the frame by the artist as well.

Fox in a scarf

This is my third piece of original signed work in the pub and it fits in lovely.

Ian does a selection of sport related paintings and covers most of the football clubs in the football league.

Now I really fancy a pork pie….

Day trip to Southampton

Tickets for todays game – Saints v Foxes

“We’re on our way” 😂

Being a Leicester City fan is a crazy ride of unimaginable highs and dark and gloomy lows, at the moment we are on the low spectrum and todays long coach ride to Southampton for todays game is not a journey I am looking forward to to be honest considering our dire performances of late, again after a couple of high scoring games we have collapsed…..spectacularly.

The journey down from Leicester was a pleasant enough one with no issue’s regarding traffic, for a Saturday it was good, most unusual.

Our coach to Southampton

St Mary’s is a similar ground to our own and has a capacity of around 32 thousand. On arrival my wife and I made our way to a local hostelry to indulge in a couple of swift ones. On completion of this task we made our way back to the ground to meet with a friend coming down from London and then went into the stadium ( for another swift one) and to taste a local sausage roll. Suitably fed and watered we made our way to the stands.

Our view from the stands

And that’s where it all started to go wrong. To say we played poorly was an understatement, our second game in succession without a shot on target. The game was awful, but that’s part of the “joy” of being a Leicester fan, god we couldn’t be consistent if we tried. I love the away days though as there is some good banter between rival fans, unfortunately the yob elements are still there but that’s just down to a few knuckle draggers who try to ruin things for others, thankfully though it’s only a minority and not seen as an issue overall.

We lost 1-0

Game over thank god and now for the journey home, it’s been a lovely day. I got to spend valuable time with my wife who is a devout supporter and as I’m working so many different shifts it’s good to get some valuable down time.

Days out in this household are rare, so when they do occur they are treated as mini breaks away. The score could have been better but that’s not going to change the way the earth turns for us so it’s just a case of onto the next game.

Good company, plenty of laughs and time with the one you love. Who could ask for more?

Why Foxes Den

I’m starting to ask why I even chose the name. To be honest I’m from the East Midlands of the Uk and Foxes are rampant around this area, I support a football team who are known as the Foxes (Don’t hold that against me 😂) and to top it all during lock down we built a pub in our garden that is also called the Foxes Den.

Our garden pub with the same overused name..

As I have very little creativity in thinking up suitable names I tend to stick to what I’m familiar with, looking at the number of Foxes Den sites on the web though I think the chances of me getting noticed are next to zero. Lesson of the day guys is to do your research before you take the leap, don’t just jump in gung ho like I did. The word idiot comes to mind ….