Football happened. And we won. Incredible how happy that makes me. Because this was a victory for Spurs, thus for me, for Antonio Conte, our money-chasing super-manager who threatens to leave every time we lose, for Harry Kane, because he’s special in a very special way, for Sonny because he’s wonderful, for all the people – Read More-
Last night, an inauspicious Tuesday in January, was elevated, hopefully temporarily, to its new status of ‘the best day of my life!!!!’ Because this is what it has come to. For me. And possibly many other Spurs fans. Arsenal didn’t even have to lose to have me leaping around the lounge in joy and excitement – Read More-
Well, Pele died over a week ago, and even with Spurs playing on Sunday, there’s still no contestants emerging to challenge for his ‘best player ever’ title. But scanning the papers I’d missed whilst away, I came across the Times’ obit supplement. Which is brilliant. Ok, they’ve had a long time to prepare it, he – Read More-
For anyone living on the correct side of the river, here in the leafy, lovely, little-bit-smug but ever-so-pleasant Norf, Gatwick Airport is where Bealzibub hangs out. It is a curse on modern transportation. Inaccessible, far distant, only approachable on roads you NEVER want to use or by trains which they don’t run at Christmas time. – Read More-
… do as the Canucks. I don’t know when, but long after the Aztecs left, just before Montezuma was revenged, yet way after the ‘Mexico 1970’ World Cup in which Pele was the star, there came a new invasion of Caribbean Mexcio resulting in a new dominant power in the area There was no war, – Read More-