Just another girl who wants to rule the world……

Lion Hearted

Celtic are tantalisingly close to the last 16 of Champions League football. This is a fact that very few believed possible when the draw for the group stages was made –  Barcelona, Benfica, Spartak Moscow and Celtic. I believe one national news agency commented ‘Bye Bye Celtic’. Well, well. What happened?

Celtic stood tall, believed and showed unreserved grit and determination not to be overwhelmed by the occasion. Barcelona are the greatest team in the world. Celtic took the lead against the Catalan giants not once but twice. The 94th minute at the Nou Camp – I believe was a heartbreaking but essential lesson. The duration of that game proved that Celtic could do it, they could hold their own not only away from home in Europe but on the biggest stage in European football! To lose that goal at that point emphasised that one momentary lapse in concentration at this level and you will be punished. It’s easy for Neil Lennon to say those words and for the players to listen but now it’s real and it happened. Now Celtic have belief and humility.

The game against Benfica tonight is winnable. Every game is. However, there’s not one player I could single out and say that they are the reason for the progress to date. It’s this team that are special and the spirit that is running through it. From Forster to Samaras, every single area of the pitch has been tirelessly covered. There’s one common commitment that is evident from the backroom to the pitch and that is the commitment to make Celtic be the best they can possibly be. 


You can’t put a price on passion, it was always going to take time to adjust and translate but I don’t think we’ve seen the half of it.


At this point last year Celtic were 15 points behind their nearest domestic rivals and European football post Christmas was to become a pipe dream but that dream never died and here we are.

 In the heat of Lisbon….


People say that I’m a dreamer….

And they’re right. Does that leave me at a disadvantage? I’ve been thinking about it alot lately and the price of pursuing your dreams. The true cost of this can be pretty high I guess. It can test lots of aspects of every day life to the limit.

Is it only a lucky few that can actually get to where they want to be and keep everything that they started with?

I dont even know if I believe its possible for that to happen as you trade promises in your quest for fulfilment, big promises and essentially the power shifts. 

“Maybe our mistakes are what make our fate. Without them, what would shape our lives? Perhaps, if we never veered off course, we wouldnt fall in love or have babies or be who we are”

I’ve always loved that quote but never really understood it – now I’m starting to.

One very amazing person once told another reasonably amazing person who told me that ‘no’ is as good an answer as ‘yes’, you definitely learn more about yourself and other people and therein lies its value. If you adopt that saying into your life, you will learn more. Fact.

God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change,

The courage to change the things I can,

And the wisdom to know the difference.

In the time its taken me to write this I’ve realised it doesnt leave me at a disadvantage, it just leaves me with decisions, which isnt helpful because I’m probably the most indecisive person in the world but thats ok. 

I cant really describe it. I think the best way is you know that moment before you jump off of something, like a bungee or a cliff? You stand there and you’re like ‘there is NO way I’m doing this, I’m doing this, I’m doing this, I cant do this, I’M DOING THIS!!!’

Its a bit like that


Suivez vos rêves

Segui i tuoi sogni

Siga seus sonhos

Sigue tus sueños

בצע את החלומות שלך

Follow your dreams

This was written after I attended John Thomson’s memorial a year ago. For anyone that wants to remember.


‘’They never die who live in the hearts they leave behind’’

These are the words etched into the gravestone of John Thomson who was laid to rest 81 years ago. John Thomson was a goalkeeper for Celtic Football Club who was killed in a tragic accident during a game which saw a collision between John and Rangers forward, Sam English. John received a fatal blow to the head and after several attempts to save him, he was pronounced dead later that day, 5th September 1931, at the Victoria Infirmary, Glasgow. It has been widely reported that there was a single scream from the stand that day at Ibrox when the collision happened, a scream that was said to have came from a Margaret Finlay, the woman to whom John Thomson was engaged to be married.

John was born in Kirkcaldy some 4 miles from the village of  Cardenden where…

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Everyday kinda inspiration…..

Except its not. Its extraordinary. The guy that has written the blog that I posted below is called Steven. I dont know his surname and I’ve never met him but I will often think about him not because of his condition but because he shared his story.

I think he might be the bravest man I’ve never met.

J x

If you were ever in any doubt about the power of your football club – read this


I have never written a blog. Never really considered it but certain events over the last few weeks have triggered the idea and motivated me. I would simply like to share a bit of my life and more importantly where Celtic fit in.

This is first and foremost about Celtic, not my situation or my condition. It is about the positivity and emotion a team, only a team like Celtic, can inject into someone’s life.

Some people who know me through Twitter and Facebook have a little knowledge of my life but I want to be completely open and reveal some details that will put things into perspective.

Slightly over five years ago I went on my best mates stag weekend to Magaluf. Within minutes of arriving I impulsively decided that, despite it being 2 AM, it would be a great idea to dive into the swimming pool. Unfortunately for…

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The bit in the middle

I was sitting alone in a coffee shop (Costa not Cafe Nero, controversial!) the other day and it wasnt until that moment that I realised how much I loved watching other people. Its fascinating in a way that allows you to escape your own life and wander into anothers.

I sat and watched two couples. One was clearly a new relationship full of awkward glances and bashfulness. The other was a slightly more mature relationship full of eye rolling and separateness. It made me think about the bit in the middle.

What makes couples go from being unable to contain themselves around each other to being absolutely non plussed about the other persons prescence? And what makes them pretend that its any other way? Pride. Embarrassment. Bearing in mind I dont subscribe to the ‘ignorance is bliss’ school of thought. Just ask my husband. Maybe its just a combination of time and maturity that I haven’t given the credit it deserves.

Is it possible to bottle up that ‘new’ feeling forever? If not maybe thats just lifes way of telling us to get used to disappointment.

I see and know so many couples that pretend to have that ‘new’ feeling but in reality, they’re lying. Lying because they’re scared of failing and scared of being perceived as anything but perfect. Without realising that they are only hurting themselves and ultimately those they love or once loved.

At this point I would like to say, I am not a negative person but I am a realist and with that comes recognition of a harsh reality.

When I got married my Dad told me 3 things:

1. We’re born. We die. Its the bit in the middle thats important

2. Never take each other for granted

3. I’m only doing this once

I only really took one piece of that advice serisously. I guess if I could do it all again though I would take heed of all three. I said to a friend recently that I think there’s an equation that’s at the root of all first world problems and that equation is:

As women get older most of them want an older man
As men get older most of them want a younger woman
Alot of troubled relationships and unhappy people

So despite the fact that I may have found the key to a happy life/stable economy/world peace I still dont know if it will ever be widely acknowledged and accepted.

In essence, its undeniable that its the bit in the middle thats important but like any good sandwich(not sure where I’m going with this but I’m hungry), if you choose the right ingredients it can be epic. Im talking salami, jalapenos, cheese, red onion, ham maybe a little bit of chilli sauce. But, if you choose the wrong ingredients you’re left with nothing but a bad taste in your mouth and a sinking feeling in your stomach. Here I’m talking about the cucumber, basil and rockets of life.

So go forth and select your ingredients well because there is a no returns policy!

J x

And for the Celtic News Now readers that stick by me in my non football related posts: HH, COYBIG and GIRFUY 🙂

People are weird?

We come into contact with so many different types of people every day. Funny (haha) people, funny (odd) people, sad people, crazy people….etc. But by whose standards are they those things? When the sun comes out I ponder and that got me to thinking why do we judge other people? Just because they are doing life differently doesnt mean they’re doing it wrong.

People surprise you too, they’re not always what they would like you to think they are. Very few people are just as they are nowadays. Everyone is so protective and striving to be something else, sometimes its an unattainable something else. I can only think of one person in my life who is just themselves. Pure and uncomplicated and she’s 2 years old. Which begs the question when do we lose that sense of being your own person and begin living to satisfy other people? Even those who say they dont, if they were being truly honest there is a driver behind that very attitude. Which leads to it being a lie and we tell lies when we are afraid. Afraid of what we don’t know, afraid of what others will think, afraid of what will be found out about us.  But every time we tell a lie, the thing that we fear grows stronger. Are we all driven by fear, even if its a subconscious fear?

This is all getting very deep so I’ll end it with some actual facts. NEVER wear a maxi dress anywhere but the beach. ALWAYS wear suncream and for god sake SMILE like you mean it

And my blog always gets retweeted by some kind of Celtic based website so COYBIG!