Ok, I went to Israel, I loved it, I always do, its fab, its sunny, the beaches, the restaurants, the sea, blah, blah, blah… wonderful! Fabulous! Divine! Perfect!!! But its not. Its the most contentious country in the world, and the most divisive and it has been virtually from the word ‘go’. Which was in – Read More-
Oh the misery, the sorrow, the sadness. Ignore the blue sky and the gorgeous, clear, warm sea in the background, they’re just a fucking illusion. Any fleeting feeling of residual well-being (ie before last night’s game) from Hertzliya will certainly be gone by the time we leave Luton Airport tonight. Air travel does that; it – Read More-
Everton won on Monday night. They fucking won. Bastards. Now they’re ahead of us and we’re 5th. Still; rather be there than, say, 4th from bottom. Where West Ham live. Currently. Or even 2nd to bottom, where Sunderland lie, under ‘new broom’ David Moyes, showing why he was always such a big hit at Old – Read More-
So the day we arrived in Israel we headed straight down to the Ramon Crater, remember? Hot place. Desert. Hole therein. Crater. That’s in the negev, just a bit north of Eilat which is on the Red Sea. Then we came to Hertzliya, just north of Tel Aviv, because its nice here. Still hot but – Read More-
We have a rule here in Israel. In fact we have many and they all involve food. But the golden rule, and its a really biblically inspired, holy land, Deuteronomy XXIV kind’a thing, is: we have iced coffee every sunset at the Bell Bar. Because what Israel does better than everywhere else, other than the – Read More-
Man cannot live on food alone. Ok, maybe he can, actually. But he also needs other things to obsess about. Often he needs many. But one can suffice. If its football. And for some reason, far away from England and the Premier League, I feel a little ‘something’ for today’s football. Something that’s been missing – Read More-
The day they invented ‘sharing plates’ in trendy restaurants was the day I started looking for anorexics to go and eat with. I don’t wanna ‘share’, get’cher own fuckin’ dinner, cos if you touch mine I WILL KILL YOU. Which is really not a Nobu kind of sentiment. Its not cool to contemplate murder where – Read More-
The drive back from the Ramon took precisely the expected 2 hours of easy-peasy freeway, straight road experience. And the rental-car-panic was resolved when I realised that the exhaust/sump/axle was not overheating to the point of explosion but that I’d inadvertently pressed the ‘heated seat’ thing. And the last thing you need in 35 degrees – Read More-
You have to be philosophical about things. Especially here in the Holy Land. Even unbelievers like me can’t fail but to feel a holy presence in every shwarma you eat, every iced coffee you drink, every dollop of hummous that falls on your new t-shirt. God is everywhere. and He was a chef. Didn’t you – Read More-
Its horrible when your heroes let you down. When your favourite actor turns out to be a drug-crazed serial child-molester, when your favourite footballer is arrested for rape, when your favourite mp turns out to be an Arsenal fan. Or when your favourite company turns out to be just like all the others. For years – Read More-