I got a ‘lectric bike. You know that. I love it like the 3rd cousin I never had. I only use it when the temperature is over 15 Celsius-es and the weather GUARANTEED to be dry. By God. Or the BBC weather app. Same difference. That’s the rule. I hate all rules. Even sensible ones. – Read More-
The ceasefire between India and Pakistan seems to be going well. Other than the continued bombings, attacks, planes being shot down and threats by India to bomb densely populated areas. Because its all very well for Donald J-fucking Trump to declare yet another meaningless, Nobel-tipped ‘ceasefire’ in the terribly troubled world, but unless the 2 – Read More-
I’ve decided that because no sponsors have thus far pitched up with sufficient dosh to make our stunning new stadium call itself “THE ALDI”, or possibly “THE GAZA STADIUM, INSHALLAH”, or even “THE UBER EATS, N17”, I’ve given it a ‘holding name’, one to tide us over until we can show Nike and Adidas and – Read More-
As Spurs led the way to VE Day celebrations, with their own little ‘victory in Europe’, it’s reassuring to look and see how the world is a different place from its 1945 version. It has learned from its mistakes, and those of its forefathers, and has almost eliminated stupid and unnecessary wars from modern day – Read More-
So let’s take 133 smelly old men. Perverts, deviants, celibates and kiddy-fiddlers, lock ’em in a big room and hide the key until you see smoke. Does that really sound like a good idea? Is that any way to choose the leader of the world’s 1.4 billion Catholics? But its what they do. Its as – Read More-
When did the Indians become Cowboys? I was very young when I heard about ‘an Indian restaurant’ opening up in nearby Gants Hill. The world was different then. Hamburgers were ‘exotic’ in 1969; pizza’s only made by Italians and Chinese food for the first time was the culinary version of a trip to Disneyland. And – Read More-
I read a ‘terrible thing’ in the paper the other day, relatively ‘terrible’ anyway. That for David Beckham’s 50th birthday party at some swanky, fine-dining eatery attended by as many A-listers as you could force a rocket leaf upon, and filled with a myriad of tattoos, there was one noted absentee. No, not me, I – Read More-
We’re entering the most exiting time of the most exiting football season ever! Its brilliant. I sit riveted as Liverpool can’t be bothered to play at Chelsea in any meaningful way because they’re already on the open-topped bus, drinking champagne as they cruise past those Liver birds, being adored by the swarming masses who are – Read More-
The Reform party are going to be the next government. Well, a bit of local government anyway. And their first move in power will be to get rid of ALL the DEI people. Those really important folk who enforce the laws of Diversity, Equity and Inclusion. I’m speaking as a black, Zoroastrian, double-trans (I changed – Read More-
Oh what a glorious day was Thursday the 1st of whatver, nineteen seventy… sorry!, twenty-twenty… 2 days ago. Possibly 2 nights ago, because that’s when it alllllllll happened. Tottenham Hotspur, the greatest team the world has ever seen, according to the song, at least, went to Runcorn and won the bye-election for the Reform party – Read More-