Andy's Glasses

a blog through the eyes…

2015

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September 13, 2015

if…

if the season finished now, Man City would be champions. United runners up. Crystal Palace would be in the Champions League. Spurs would just avoid relegation, by one point and Chelsea would be just one place above that. Ok, so probably not much change at the top, if we’re looking for some kind of prophecy – Read More-

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September 12, 2015

cometh the man…

Jeremy Corbyn is the new leader of the labour party. Its official. The hustings are over, the speechifying done, the voting voted and nearly 60% of those eligible to do so put the Corbyn-meister at the head of their parliamentary party. Well done Jeremy. You ridiculous, anachronistic, throw-back, blinkered, single-minded tosser. Though I have a – Read More-

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September 11, 2015

very technical…

Ever been shown a new ‘game’ by someone. Preferably by someone of a competitive bent. And as you play the game, they kind’a invent rules that have but one purpose; to ensure that they win. Ahh, no, if you hit the ball out on the RIGHT, like I did, you win the point, but on – Read More-

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September 10, 2015

Sir Wayne…

Wayne Rooney is now, officially, the scorer of more goals for England than any other player. He overtook Bobby Charlton on Tuesday night and so ranks higher than Gary Linneker, than Alan Shearer, Jimmy Greaves, higher than anyone. Well done Sir Wayne (surely? No???) Yet is he ‘a great’? Would you put him on a – Read More-

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September 9, 2015

lady muck…

Jeremy Corbyn hates the Queen. No doubt about it. I haven’t asked him, I just know. And not on a personal level; I’m sure he’d go for a drink down the pub with Our Liz, but on matter of principle he’d hate the reigning monarch of our country. Because in the politics of envy and – Read More-

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September 8, 2015

feeling horny…

Ahhh, its Wakes Week once more, the time for… for, errrrr… for… Well, putting on antlers and running round in silly clothes chasing a man dressed as a headless bride, obviously. As they do in Abbots Bromley. (No idea, either. I’ll guess ‘up north’ because they seem to have too much time on their hands – Read More-

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September 7, 2015

dead cert…

When one reaches a certain age, should that ‘one’ be sufficiently fortunate to still be in possession of one or perhaps even two living parents, discussions inevitably occur as to modes of death, dying and disaster. And brings with it the corresponding comments along the lines of: if I get to that point, just shoot – Read More-

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September 6, 2015

suffrage…

Is suffering a good subject for a movie? Death is fine (see Kill Bill, Django Unchained, anything Sam Peckinpah, anything Chinese, Saving Private Ryan). Death happens. In war it happens a bit more frequently. In Kung Fu movies it happens at a more alarming rate. Brutality is fine. Illness is different. You have to be – Read More-

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September 5, 2015

must have…

Cockapoos in handbags is so 2014. Home cinemas? Done that. Midlife crisis in the driveway? Been there. Still there. Smart tvs? Smoothie makers? Gluten extractors? Tattoo on your testicles? All been done. This year’s ‘must have’ accessory is a Syrian family in the spare room. We’ve all got them. Bob Geldoff… er… Bob Geldoff… and… – Read More-

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September 4, 2015

knee-jerk…

They use the term ‘game-changer’ to describe an event that shifts the balance, that tips the point, that causes a massive reaction. The two little Syrian boys washed up on a Turkish beach after their people-smuggling bastard’s inflatable went under on the way to its designated Greek island. And the image of the younger brother – Read More-

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