Eagles

Yep, went to see the Eagles last night at the Millennium Stadium in Cardiff. They were outstanding. They were all there: Don Henley, Glen Frey, Joe Walsh and Timothy B Schmit. And they played all the songs. Hotel California is their iconic song, and it so lived up to the hype.

They formed in 1971 and all the band are now in their late 50s. But they can still play. They played for over 2½ hours, and the crowd (mostly of that age too) went home very happy. (www.eaglesband.com)

Saturday night was a lads’ night out in Cardiff. And very civilised it was too. Happy hour at the Hard Rock Café got things off to a good start, Flares 70’s nightclub (or should that be nite spot?) was lively but not packed to the rafters, and the chicken curry and chips on Caroline Street at 1:30 was very welcome. We’ll have to do that again, but not for a few weeks until my liver has had chance to recover.

Travel Notes

Enjoyable – seeing a guy drop his tray of chips as he tried to answer his mobile phone while walking to the concert. He needs to get his priorities in order!

Aggravating – there’s no other traffic on the roads of Cardiff except the 30,000 or so coming out of the Eagles show. Nevertheless, we all have to queue at red lights to allow non-existent traffic to join from every junction. So much for traffic management.

Cricket Notes

England still poor (3-0 down, can bowl straight to save their lives), Glamorgan more so (lost 7 of 8 in the C&G Trophy, beating only Ireland). Moving on…

Rugby Notes

OK, I was wrong. But Ireland battled hard before going down 37-15 to Australia on Saturday. A couple of kicks missed touch & a few lineout steals was the difference. It looks like the teams to beat in the World Cup will be NZ, Australia and France (who beat South Africa on Saturday).

TV Notes

The West Wing is building to a big election finish. Don’t know what will replace this hour of intelligent TV when the season finishes in a couple of weeks. I’ll have to wait for the last series of The Sopranos I suppose.

Gordon Ramsey’s F Word lives up to its name. As you can probably guess, the F doesn’t just stand for “food”.