I wear a yellow, hi-viz jacket. Not a ‘gilet jaune’, because I’m English. Not a political statement, not because I’m on a building site, but because I cycle. And although women in Range Rovers are ‘yellow-blind’, generally it makes you visible to most drivers who might, on occasion, choose to avoid you. But my gilet – Read More-
Sometimes I just thank the Lord that I was born… in another century, another millennium, another world. And never more so that learning about ‘incels’. An ‘incel’ is an involuntary celibate. Someone deemed by ‘the world’ as being too ugly, too short, too bald, too toothless or too nerdy to be worthy of dating. I’m – Read More-
Arsenal’s new manager, Unai Emery, is of the ‘new breed’ of managers, pioneered by Arsene Wenger, whereby they don’t just show you which way to kick the ball. They are holistic in approach. They start with diet and training and they essentially control every facet of the players’ lives. Because having players, like George Best, – Read More-
I haven’t spoken about football for a little while, because I temporarily lost interest. You know when your WiFi cuts out for an hour with no apparent reason? Same thing, the football fuse just went, no reason, nothing sinister, nothing untoward. Though I remember precisely when it happened; 16.00hours on Sunday. Such is life. But – Read More-
The Leicester Square Odeon, home for decades to premieres and Royal views and the place with more red carpet than Ikea, is to reopen its doors next month after a ‘refurb’. Another one. Usual thing; needed a ‘lick’a paint’ and 47 billion quid later it looks fab. But all that paint and red carpet doesn’t – Read More-
We’re all into ‘sustainable’ models. Food, business, natural resources, everything needs to be ‘sustainable’. They make sense. And even though coal is not in any way sustainable, nor a particularly good thing to burn from an atmospheric point of view, try telling the Poles that. Or the Indians. Or the Chinese. But are Manchester City – Read More-
There’s a move afoot. Not sure if I can say ‘afoot’ in case it offends footless people. Or because foot is a meat product in the wrong hands. Or mouths. But they want to change our idioms. Lest they cause offence. Or ‘distress’. Things like ‘taking home the bacon’ and ‘flogging a dead horse’ may – Read More-
I almost made a fatal mistake this morning. I was just about to roll over out of the bed as I do every morning, like a commando in battle, an old one, with a bad back, onto the floor, when I thought: “NOOOOOO!!!!” Because today I have to get out of the other side of – Read More-
Now here’s a funny thing. I was sitting in the kitchen on Sunday, just before tennis, having me porridge (tennis food) when my left arm suddenly went ‘funny’. As in really weak and shaky. As if my shoulder had dislocated (something I know lots about unfortunately) and left the muscles semi-inert. But I’m sure I’d – Read More-
This is from today’s paper. Above the police, below the homeless. A school (which both of my daughters attended) is asking parents to sign a pledge requesting the entire family reduce ‘phone time’. Which is brilliant. The school was always at the cutting edge of cool, leading the way in eating disorders, producing alcoholics and – Read More-