The rule of six came into force on Monday. I’m relieved. No idea why, it’ll make no difference to anyone. Unless… unless… unless you spy on your mates!!! And report them!!! To the ‘hotline’!!! The ‘scummy, scabby, snitchy grass-line’ as it will be known and as recommended by policing minister, Kit Malthouse. Who, when he – Read More-
I have had a request. A first in the entire history of this esteemed and much respected blog, which always aims to provide honesty, clarity, ‘transparency’ (steps aside to avoid vomiting on i-pad) and impartial, well-balanced… reporting? Opinionating? Ranting??? Whatever. It’s fucking impartial, innit. And will remain so until becoming partial provides a funnier scenario. – Read More-
The new football season has finally started. About a month later than usual but in the circumstances, that ain’t bad. So I watched a bit of Liverpool against Leeds, possibly more than I would have normally because Leeds kept on equalising the score. Which is not the ‘Anfield script’ at all. The Anfield script reads – Read More-
Just the six of us. Bill Withers said it first. But the numbers have been increased in line with inflation and then reduced in line with the pandemic. And then, and only then, can they be ignored once more. Here’s the rule. Set by Boris. And Boris alone. No longer any kind of parliamentary democracy, – Read More-
This year you may have noticed something distinctly absent from these pages. If you can call digital output ‘pages’. Have you noticed? What’s missing??? Probably not Lila or Joey, they’re still featured. Political intrigue is still… intriguing, football is still football, ok, there’s been a few less reviews of new movies and super restaurants (ok, – Read More-
I wish I could get excited about the new football season. It starts next Saturday!!! And yet… and yet… And yet as with so many things in this mid-Covid world, it is tainted. Diluted. Reduced. And as normally a person who not only has his glass ‘half full’, but always the top half at that, – Read More-
I play a lot of tennis. And we have very strict rules. Very strict. No points to be scored. That’s the first rule. No serving. No bouncing the fucking ball for 10 minutes between play. No changing of ends, unless its to even out the sun-tan. No swearing will NOT be allowed. (Intentional use of – Read More-
I been busy. Watching old music on tv. You can never have too much. Though its not only the old music. For that I’d just watch Top of the Pops 1964 to 1975 and stop watching when the Osmonds or Suzi Quattro comes on. In fact I fast forward until ABBA come on with Waterloo. – Read More-
Imitation used to be the sincerest form of flattery. No more. Not in this hypersensitive atmosphere of post-woke, Covid-rich, ultra-correct, nouveau-intolerance. Now its called ‘cultural appropriation’. And is ILLEGAL!!!! Adele posts a picture of her new hair-do and I thought; ‘that looks stupid’. But everyone else thought ‘NOOOOO!!!! That’s an AFRICAN hair-style and you ain’t – Read More-
The City is still in a state of near death. Yet oddly enough the tube is definitely getting busier. Not, like jammed, rammed and slammed, praise be, but, like 10 people on a carriage now instead of one. Or two. So where are all the tube travelers going? If not to work? They didn’t look – Read More-