Ok so I like my garden. Doesn’t mean I’m ‘green-fingered’, nor that I want to enter competitions, nor that I even like gardening. Yet a sense of pride (deadly sin alert) accompanies virtually anything you do in the garden. Which is why I’m selective as shit. Whilst Mel tends the flowerbeds, lovingly removing the weeds – Read More-
If Gareth Bale moves to China, so it said in today’s paper, he’ll be ‘giving up the dream he’s had since he was 21 of being as good as Ronaldo and Messi’. Which is odd really because most people have those very same dreams. When they’re 6 years old, maybe 7. Even most Welsh people – Read More-
Rain is bad. Rain is wet. Rain stops you doing stuff. Like tennis, f’rinstance. And yet rain also has redeeming qualities. Like… like providing water. Who’d’a known that? Apparently the farmers like it too, but no idea why. What I do know is that for about the first day in about 6 weeks I won’t – Read More-
You know what they say: go see a Chinese movie and an hour later you need another one. Something like that. But in fact its almost reaching the point that if you want to see a good movie you need to find only films that are banned in the People’s Republic. Otherwise what you’ll end – Read More-
London is hotter than the fires of hell. It’s official. Hell burned (Dante et al, 1256) at 106 degrees of Fahrenheits, and today it is 108. In between they invented Celciuses but they just confuse the issue. It’s so hot here that they reckon the roads will melt and the railway lines will buckle. Policemen – Read More-
Well it finally happened. The new man for the job arrived. All the fuss, all the waiting, all the expectation and now… Tanguy Ndombele plays for Spurs. Our only signing in nearly 2 years. And he came on last Sunday when we played a friendly in Singapore against Juventus. They of the Christiano Ronaldo fame. – Read More-
I’ve always been a bit ‘sporty’. I like playing games and if a bat and/or ball are involved then so much the better. Unless its a golf bat, then you can keep it and I’ll go watch a box-set. And as a working definition of ‘sport’, if you don’t end up with sweaty bollocks then – Read More-
We’re on the verge of war. It’s just a matter of days. Boots on the ground. Full military… whatever. Total invasion syndrome. We did Iraq. We sorted Afghanistan, we dabbled in Syria and so logically as well as geographically, we need to fight the Iranians just so we can cross off that whole sector of – Read More-
Electric scooters?? Fucking death traps!! People die on them. Are they supposed to ride on the roads? Where they’re in the way and a nuisance, or on the pavements? Where they’re in the way and a nuisance?? We’ll show Bird what its all about. Bird is the company who rent these things. These killer machines – Read More-
I love a happy ending. Especially when its a totally undeserved, unwarranted, ridiculously happy ending that is as surprising as it is a testament to corporate stupidity. We applied for a new life assurance. In case we want to murder each other. Double Indemnity kind’a deal. With Zurich Life. They wanted to send round medical – Read More-