A word of good cheer for the inevitably miserable, depressed, suicidal and gloomy Arsenal fans. Just when those poor devils thought that yet another season under the management of the depressing Frenchman was set to end, yet again, with absolutely nothing to show for it, other than how awful their team is, a little good – Read More-
Now this is proper snow. Its not two-and-a-half millimetres of ‘the wrong kind of snow’ which fucks up trains from Yarmouth to Inverness, its not just a ‘light scattering’ as we normally get for about 10 minutes before it melts. No. This is proper. This is close-the-schools, build-a-snowman, get yer sledge out, stay-at-home and don’t – Read More-
London has turned into a winter wonderland. Which is gorgeous, long as you don’t have to go out. From inside it is beautiful, peaceful, WARM and sunny. Out there its fucking hell. Ice and snow, trains cancelled, tubes disrupted, roads closed, cars crashed, slush and slip, cold and messy. And as my ‘worst man-flu ever’, – Read More-
For most of my adult life the nation of Belgium has played way less than even a ‘bit part’. Ok, as a kid we used to go to Knocke-Zoute in the summers to freeze my pre-pubescent testicles in the North Sea, and in fact had some great holidays. But Butlins in Bognor Regis counts as – Read More-
Friday night is ‘special’. Anyone can do it but for Jews its always special. Its a family night. A get together. And we celebrate the start of the sabbath (drink whisky), re-align with the spiritual world (eat chopped liver) and re-affirm our closeness with God (that’ll be the roast chicken then). And its a wonderful – Read More-
In the wake of the latest (of sooooo many) high school shootings, last week in Florida, Trump has come up with a brilliant solution. And perfectly in keeping with the ‘old lady who swallowed a fly’ paradigm I mentioned last week. Let’s arm the teachers! Brilliant. And brilliantly American; the way to cope with too – Read More-
Here’s the rules for ‘giant-killing’ in Cup Football. 1. The Giants killed must ALWAYS be someone else’s team. 2. The Giant-killers must be lower league rubbish, preferably from Up North. 3. The relative monetary values of the 2 teams must be HUGELY different. 4. The giant-killing is greatly enhanced by the arrogance of the giants. – Read More-
The first road trip you simply have to do from LA, by law, is to Las Vegas. How can you not? Its so close. In that American way of being close on a really big map but hundreds of miles of endless driving to actually get there. Though its worth it. Even though I don’t – Read More-
I never believe I’m ill. Even when evidence may exist to the contrary (throwing up, fever, sweats) I just think ‘naahh’. Just soldier on, you’ll be fine. Cos I am Man. And therefore pretty stupid, by design. So when Saturday came, as it often does at the end of a week, rather than take the – Read More-
It was about this time that Steve’s girlfriend arrived in LA. She was a gel, whose name I’m struggling with at the moment, but it’ll come. But as a gel she was unhappy with the level of provisions in their flat. So she wanted to do a ‘shop’. A big shop. And neither Steve nor – Read More-