I’m a sweaty bastard. Oh, that’s nice. So I take a shower twice a day. Lovely. Morning and night. In case you’re even more interested than you were already. Wait; it gets even more exciting. After I shower I’d normally hang the towel on the towel-rail radiator thingy that some Scandinavian designed just for pretentious – Read More-
Just a brief footnote on the Doctorgate scandal at Chelsea when Jose Morinho slagged off his medics because the health of his players is nothing compared to the three points at stake, so its their fault. FIFA (all bow) have commented; their chief of medical things has spoken out in favour of Eva Carneiro and – Read More-
One game. That’s all that’s been played this season. Just one game. The players are barely warm, the league table of no significance yet (though any time Arsenal can be seen in the relegation zone is a time for celebration) and it can only be the earliest of early days for what will unfold over – Read More-
I’m going to test drive a Tesla. I received an offer from a newspaper we subscribe to so why the hell not. I don’t want one, I certainly can’t afford one, but heh, what’s not to gain by driving what is a somewhat magical car. The new one. The big, 4-door saloon. Which, with ne’er – Read More-
I had a nightmare. A terrible nightmare. That we had a new prime minister in the country, which is always a bit of a nightmare anyway, but this one was the antichrist dressed up as a 1970s lecturer from Hangar Lane Polytechnic, a reactionary left-winger who’d stolen the leadership of the Labour Party from worthless – Read More-
this is a photo of an alpha male, hyper-evolved specimen, probably the finest on record, wearing one of his massive (truly) collection of white t-shirts. This one was from the Tate Modern and is entitled ‘Coffee Splash’, a replica of an early work by the surrealist Marcello D’Souza D’Costa D’lightful and represents man’s inhumanity to – Read More-
Quite frankly, I think I’m just too busy to worry about football this year. Maybe next year. Maybe never. Maybe when the Messiah walks once again among us. That’d be Gareth Bale then. Who, with his new beardy thing now even looks a bit Jesus-ish. Put a pair of sandals on him, maybe ditch the – Read More-
So there were two teams yesterday who were all out. First was the striking (bastard) tube (fucking) drivers, and the second were the Aussie cricketers. The only difference was that the tube strikers at least took a whole day. Neither group had any sympathy from anyone (British). Cricket lacks excitement, so people say. And normally – Read More-
There’s so much fuss about ‘back in the day’, about ‘the old days’, about how life was better before the internet, before the contraceptive pill, before the car. Well, its all bollocks. The old days were there, they were fine at the time, now move on. We all get nostalgic about Spangles. About actually going – Read More-
In just 5 days the football season kicks off once more. I know, its barely finished from last year and managed to drag its way limply through the summer (summer? where??) with the Gels’ World Cup and a bunch of soggy friendlies played all over the world as the Chinese and the Malaysians and the – Read More-