Moussa Sissoko is the name on everyone’s lips today. And on Saturday too, after his fantastic performance against Chelsea, and his name deserves to be sung loud and clear. Here we go: “MOUSSA SISSOKO, MOUSSA SISSOKO, MOUSSA SISSOKO…” A lot of Spurs fans should hang their heads in shame for the rough ride the Frenchman – Read More-
My lovely old dad, bless him, just turned 94. So he reads the Daily Mail, loves Brexit, adores Trump and hates Theresa May, like he hated David Cameron, for ‘not being Tory enough’. Those are your political views if you’re lucky enough to still have any at 94. And he hates Social Workers. Even though – Read More-
They’ve landed on Mars. This is what it looks like. Spotty. Should be red, but its spotty. The Spotty Planet. It took the spacecraft 7 months to get there. Though it is 91 million miles away. If you went by London Underground (3 miles every 24 minutes) it would take 19 years to arrive. Though – Read More-
I like traveling. We travel, as you’ll know if you follow these pages, quite a bit. And quite extensively. But we have an unspoken rule; we need to feel safe. Ish. So Columbia last Christmas was absolutely fabulous and wonderful but enjoyed with a degree of care and caution that wasn’t required in, say, India. – Read More-
Winning isn’t everything. But losing isn’t anything. So say the collective sports’ fans of the world. Not counting cricket fans, because they love a draw on occasion, and Formula One fans who love a crash beyond all else. But sometimes winning simply isn’t enough. Sometimes you just need to gloat. Because beating Cardiff 1-nil away – Read More-
They’ve changed the law. I’m going to presume this is British change in law, rather than European purely on the grounds of the pragmatism involved seemingly in the face of any ‘health and safety’ considerations. And its about chasing moped criminals. Who are horrible little urchins on stolen mopeds (they’re scooters really but for some – Read More-
The wonderful thing about the internet is that it has no bounds nor limits. The awful thing about the internet is that it has no bounds nor limits. When it was set up (Sir Johnny Internet, 1988) it was just a way for people to connect to each other. Write someone a letter. Send them – Read More-
Along with everyone else involved or interested in any way with the whole Brexit business, I know nothing. And yet even that ‘nothing’ is a completely different ‘nothing’ to the one I didn’t know at the start. Or at any point since. Though it must be stated that those nothings change daily. I’ll invent a – Read More-
Marks and Spencer are in big trouble. Not the financial troubles and woes that have been plaguing them for the last few years, that’s insignificant compared to the shit-storm created by this window display in their Nottingham store. Because you can scorn accountants and auditors (even lie to them, cheat for them or get them – Read More-
Houston, we have a problem. Those immortal words, or in fact, exceptionally mortal words, bearing in mind where the problem occurred, were uttered by the astronaut Tom Hanks, way up in space in Apollo 13. Hanks survived to make a series of gushy rom-coms so all ended well there. But space is not a place – Read More-