We live in the leafy suburbs of North-west London. Nothing ever happens here. Its sleepy. Genteel. Peaceful. ‘Excitement’ round our way is when your ‘Ring’ doorbell drops off the WiFi. ‘Living on the edge’ is what we call driving round in a dirty car. And by ‘dirty’, that means either covered in muck, or powered – Read More-
Ok, so tennis was rained off. Man plans, God laughs. Though I thought He’d be too busy with Charles’ coronation, like everyone else, to bother about keeping me wet. So I had absolutely no choice but to watch the ‘event’. It was on BBC1, 2, 3, 4 and 5. And there isn’t even a ‘5’. – Read More-
Not only is the coronation tomorrow!!! But its going to be the best one ever. Other than Ethelred the Unlikely’s in 834 when a dragon swooped down and made off with the crown, but Elton John came and did the entertainment, even though he was only 22. But unlike that one, Charles’s is going to – Read More-
I’m so exited for the coronation, I can hardly breathe. Not so much the king stuff and queeny bits, but the thought that, after 70 years, we might get a new sandwich filling!!! Coronation chicken was invented at Elizabeth’s coronation in 1953. The Queen fancied a quick sarnie before going off to the Abbey and – Read More-
The ‘inventor’ of A.I., Geoffrey Hinton, has resigned from Google. Ok, he’s 75 so its on the cards. But the real reason is not ‘old age’ but so that he can warn the world about the impending apocalypse due to AI, which he can’t do whilst employed by the major proponents of that particular advancement. – Read More-
If ever anyone needed absolute and total proof that there is no God, yesterday’s match at Anfield has surely put that matter to bed. To be honest, I’d been having serious doubts after last Sunday’s 6-1 drubbing at Newcastle. Because that seemed the lowest low point we’ve reached… for weeks. Then ‘the miracle of White – Read More-
Ok, so I swear all the time. But I swear for fun. For effect. For emphasis. To accentuate, to obliterate, to obfuscate, to… ok, degenerate, but its all bollocks. And that’s one kind of ‘swearing’. The other is when you swear an oath. Swear on your life. And generally I avoid those. Too much commitment, – Read More-
I’ve been set upon, beaten up and left almost crippled. By a fucking cold. Its not covid, I checked. But its not a normal cold either. This is the worst man-cold ever to enter a body and leave it so devastated and debilitated that it couldn’t even drag itself to tai chi this morning. And – Read More-
‘There’s everything to play for’, as the much over-used footballing expression goes. So overused in football-land, where pundits roam as a protected species, that only possibly ‘at da enna da day’ exceeds it as an exercise in wasted words and cliché. Even when Spurs were 6-1 down on Sunday, there was arguably ‘everything to play – Read More-
I can put it off no longer. You can bury your head in the sand for so long, then your ears get blocked and you end up with conjunctivitis. So I shall just say it: My football team is shit. And its all just… gone! And there is nothing to live for. Yet we could – Read More-