I’m going nowhere. I’m riveted to the spot. Well, to England. I won’t even go to Wales because I’ll never remember if I’m allowed to be in a group of eight, indoors, from 3 different bubbles or in a group of 12, outdoors, from 9 different bubbles starting with 6 different letters. Nor do I – Read More-
These are a few of my favourite things, not in the Julie Andrews way; football, films, fuck-ups and food. The photo above I’ll get to later. It will divide. 50% of people will be excited, the other 50, bored and uninterested. So today its food. Real food. And you can’t get more real than sausages. – Read More-
The true ‘romance of the FA Cup’ is when Basildon Town beat Manchester United. Because it can happen. Doesn’t often but that’s what the Cup is all about. Anything is possible. However improbable. That’s the bit that the proponents of the failure that was the EPL missed completely. Never cared about it in the first – Read More-
The Mayor of Greater Manchester is Andy Burnham. And even though he was born in Liverpool, and hatred between our two ‘great’ (?) north-west cities is strong, he was voted mayor and last week was re-elected with a massive majority. I’ve never been a massive fan of Burnham. Not because he looks like an early – Read More-
I’ve always embraced my inner nerd. I wear glasses. I read a lot. I like science. Sadly my geekiness is almost catastrophically tarnished by my love of sports and ‘hitting things’ in general. Hitting tennis balls, hitting people, this is a total distraction from proper, full-fledged nerdiness, and I can only apologise. So in terms – Read More-
It’s over. Again. Covid? History. Not one single person died yesterday from Covid in the whole of England! Which is brilliant! Unfortunately, 14 died from ‘Covid Boredom’ a disease which attacks the brain during repeated pandemic statistical information broadcasts. 34 died in crashes on their way to have Covid tests and three more passed away – Read More-
‘Nice’ is possibly the most horrible word in the English language. ‘Bollocks’ is in most cases a much nicer (nooooo) word, though obviously with a different meaning. Yet sometimes I just think that so many people act in ways of such arseholish dickheadedness that really, what we need is more niceness. More tolerance. Understanding. Empathy. – Read More-
We have a vast political landscape in this fine, democratic nation. And its blue. There’s hundreds of other colours in the palette, but they don’t count. Don’t contribute. Don’t reckon into the equation. Which currently reads: Boris 1, everyone else didn’t. It is remarkable that they’re now talking about a Conservative government with greater longevity – Read More-
… a thousand words. But in this case, David Mellor’s headline in the Mail on Sunday uses fewer than a thousand words to… errrr… to… to deconstruct our esteemed Mayor of all London Town. Some may feel this assessment a little harsh. Not me. Others may find it cruel and heartless. Not me. More than – Read More-
I like football. Well, I used to. It was easy. You just went and watched your team on Saturday and they’d win or sometimes not and then you’d watch Match of the Day and The Big Match to see how all the other teams did so you could abuse your friends properly on Monday. Then – Read More-