previously on THFC Blue… After Gareth went ran off to Spain to be with Christiana, Daniel was bereft and Andrea the Very Beautiful was trying everything to make him happy once more. She brought in loads of hopeful replacements but it just wasn’t having the desired effect and Daniel became miserable. Ok, even more miserable – Read More-
Here’s an interesting fact (may be true, may be fabricated, you’ll never know). For Mandela’s funeral and ensuing festivities, ITV sent 17 people over to South Africa to cover the event. The BBC sent 120. What the f–??? Because they don’t care. Because its public money (my frikkin money, let the truth be told) and – Read More-
Oh my lord, Nigella’s going to go to jail! She lost the court case. So now, instead of serving pig’s belly wrapped in a chocolate jus, with crustacean sauce, snail-shells and lark’s vomit, she’ll serve 3 to 5 for… for… for… No, wait a minute, she wasn’t actually on trial. Not at all. She was – Read More-
oh dear, what a faux pas de deux. What a blatant act of sexism loosely disguised as a compliment. Quel damage. Pauvre Lauren Blanc, the latest of a bunch of neanderthal Frenchmen to fall foul of the finikity feminist footballing fraternity. (Ok, it should be ‘sorority’ but the alliteration was simply irresistable). (And I didn’t – Read More-
I’ve found the answer. Not sure precisely what the question is, but the answer is painfully obvioius, simple, elegant and achieved by a laterality of thinking that would make Edward de Bono proud. London is the centre of the world. Well, certainly of my world. And, according to reports, of many other people’s too. So – Read More-
So here’s what you do: you get a manager to run your football team and you give him massisve power over finances, over training, over development and recruitment and you pay him a small fortune, the turnover of several small companies, to do his job. And then, after a relatively short period of time, you – Read More-
I had to attend a funeral yesterday afternoon. It was a horrible day, wet, cold and bleak. And standing on some little patch of desolate countryside in the northern reaches of the borough of Enfield as poor Uncle Charlie was laid to rest, all was fairly miserable and gloomy. Then I came home and watched – Read More-
Can you imagine going to see a movie, in which there was some post-apocalyptic dystopia, a nightmare world, like in Mad Max or Escape from New York, some place where there are no dentists, where teeth are all black and crooked and drunks and wild men roam the streets, shouting, screaming, pissing everywhere, fighting, all – Read More-
See that bloke over there? In the gutter? Vomit down his tie; stupid grin stuck on his face; unable to stand; bottle of Asda Special Reserve Vodka (£3.26/litre) in his hand??? Fucking clever that bloke. Really brilliant. Frikkin genius. A psychologist told me. Because test have shown (yep, more bloody tests, its like the scientific – Read More-
Its just mental. I don’t know what, specifically, but its just mental. Innit? Queens Park Rangers have plans to move from Loftus Road, their home for over 100 years, to a new mega-site in Willesden. In NW10. I live in NW11, so that’s really just ‘1’ away from here!!! Ok, the London area numbers are – Read More-