Hello – my name is Alex Saynor and I’m a teacher and writer of poems (and occasional music reviews) who lives in Wokingham, Berkshire. I have recently had poems published by London Grip, Two Rivers Press, Pan Haiku Review, Stroud Football Poets and Wokingham Today. This site also contains a record of most of my eldest son’s football matches, as described below and linked to at the foot of the page. I preferred not to think of youth football as a ‘means to an end’ but to cherish every game as an end in itself. The same idea influences my approach to running (‘the road is the goal’) and to many other things. I have included several links on the ‘Poems’ page for anyone who is interested: https://wilderspoolcauseway.com/poems/
About (from 2016 – relates to posts on the final pages of the site)
Watching my son’s first competitive football match , I felt compelled to make a few notes to record the experience. Of the hundreds of games I played in as a youngster, I can only remember a handful of scenes and score lines.
If nothing else, this is an accurate archive of the results, goal scorers and some memorable comments from Evan and the coaches. As for the rest – reflections on the links between Burghfield and North Korea, for example, or an account of being taken hostage by freemasons and condemned to watch the action through binoculars from Bulmershe Water Tower – well…Woodley can do some strange things to the psyche.
Major ‘fan events’ – such as police escorts, songs and riots – rarely happen; the highest degree of disorder is usually of the nature of an unfortunate Costa spillage or an absurd piece of parental advice relating to the so-called ‘second ball’.
So, strange things happen, but really really strange things – like Kim Jong Un pamphleting Burghfield or the players embarking on a pilgrimage to Trowbridge via Eriestoke Prison to collect Nettlebed Pete on his day of compassionate release – don’t tend to. If you’d like to pop along to the outskirts of Woodley yourself, you’ll struck by something; if not physically, then spiritually, emotionally, atmospherically or phenomenologically: for sure.
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