It seems, where the human body is concerned, that the more we seem to know, the more we realise we have absolutely no clue whatsoever what actually goes on inside of us. Nor why. Not even how. Particularly where food is concerned. For years we’ve been told that ‘fat is bad’, particularly cheese, ok, when – Read More-
Ok, Qatar is absolutely ready for next year’s World Cup being held there. In November, for a change, because in the usual June/July for such an event, the heat is sufficient that any non-desert dweller could stand it for no more than 2.7 minutes before dehydrating and a further 3.2 until they die. In November, – Read More-
Jimmy Greaves died. He was a superstar. Possibly the best striker of his day, probably the best striker ever. Drank like a fish, smoked like a chimney, had a fitness programme that included jellied eels, pie & mash and ever such a lot of sausages. Took the bus, cleaned his own boots, sang ‘my ole – Read More-
I hate to be cruel. I’m not generally an unkind person. Especially in my post-Yom-Kippur, ‘be a better person, less of a total muthafucka than last year’ glow. But I was gladdened to read of the death of Alan Steel. He was a personal finance guru and, from the sounds, an almost-all-round good guy. So – Read More-
This week was Yom Kippur. Our ‘day of atonement’, as it is known, though not really what it means. Because that’s the English interpretation, the nearest kind’a deal, but not what its all about. In the Christian sense ‘atonement’ means beating yourself up, flagellating, somehow paying penance for sins. For Jews we only pay for – Read More-
I actually do have a duffel coat. But that’s not why I love protests. I love them because they’re what happens in a free society, and only in a free society, when people want to make a point. And, generally, when no-one’s listening to what they’re saying. Or, even more generally, when no-one cares what – Read More-
I hate injections, always have. Even as a kid, when it was vaccination day at the doctors, they always made my mum bring my brother and me for the last appointment. Because my screaming would tend to upset the other kids. And I’d arrive screaming, and wouldn’t stop until a lollypop was in my mouth – Read More-
Its a little anthropocentric (scientific word, not a new sexual orientation) to assume that our ‘world’ is the only one. There are 47 million stars, each possibly with its own planetary system. You do the maffs. I can’t (be bothered). And if you do, the answer will be ‘a shitload’ of potential for life ‘elsewhere’. – Read More-
I hadn’t even arrived back home yesterday when Spurs had a player sent off. Personally, I think taking Wilfred Zaha round the throat is not merely acceptable but should be considered a good thing for the benefit of all. But the referee saw things differently and sent Tanganga off. And then Crystal Palace scored. The – Read More-
I’ve mentioned how libertarian the Greeks are. How carefree and helmetless and yellow-line-free they live their lives. And I love that. Freedom to choose, laws as guidelines rather than officious pedantry. And then I got into our Uber to the airport. And Ubers in Greece are all regular taxis, all yellow and stripey and shit. – Read More-