Well I’m sorry if I’m late today, Jesus! So you had to read the newspaper on the tube instead, big fucking deal! I’m not solely in charge of your morning reading matter, I have RESPONSIBILITIES. Even if I’m consistently the most irresponsible person I know. Not the point. You’re important, but when I get a – Read More-
You only sing when you’re winnin’; Sing when you’re wiii-nnin… (Rinse and repeat. And repeat. And repeat.) I LOVE JOSE MORINHO!!! He’s our saviour, our Lord, our GOD and the best manager that football has ever known! He’s pretty, he’s clever, he’s wonderful, he’s ‘modest’ and HE WINS. As he did yesterday. For Spurs. At – Read More-
Jeremy Corbyn is officially ‘Brexit-neutral’. He said so yesterday. Which, like ‘gender-neutral’ is a pretty worthless and annoying thing to be. Everyone has a gender, whether they choose to deploy it or not, and thus everyone has a view on Brexit, however woolly and sitting-on-fences they appear to be. But I like the idea of – Read More-
According to sources, (cos I wouldn’t read it under torture), yesterday’s Daily Male contained 11 pages of ‘news’ about Prince Andrew, 7 pages about Spurs and 6 about the general election. Ok, its a shitty newspaper but I think really that’s the state of the gossip in the nation. Particularly this part of the nation. – Read More-
So what happened yesterday was that two men left their offices for good. Stepped down from public life. One was Prince Andrew, the disgraced royal befriender of paedophiles, the other was Mauricio Pochettino, the former manager and Demi-god of Tottenham Hotspur football club. And I think the replacement went to the wrong place. Rather than – Read More-
Well there’s certainly one way to forget about the election, forget about Brexit, about Labour, Corbyn, McDonnell, forget about Hong Kong, even forget about Prince Andrew. Just sack your team’s manager and everything else becomes unimportant, trivial, almost meaningless. But even that truly massive, globally humongous, tragically earth-shattering event almost pales into insignificance when the – Read More-
The debate is tonight. And I can see it degenerating into a shouting match. Because really, Boris and Jezza hate each other. As they should. I hate both of them. And its pretty easy to do. Boris was a child of privilege. Eton, Oxford, learned his manners and feminism at the Bullingdon Club, went on – Read More-
Maybe its the bit that Corbyn/McDonnell haven’t said. The final piece of the Marxist-Labour puzzle which brings the whole, seemingly stupid, ridiculous, moronic and ill-conceived plan together. Because they’ve outlined spending on a scale which would cause tremors for the Sultan of Brunei. Billions to the NHS, trillions in nationalisation projects which will then, as – Read More-
Went to see an amazingly brilliant movie last night. Le Mans 66. That’s what its called and, pretty much what its about. Yet its not really a ‘car race’ film. Though that is somewhat represented, obviously. But its a film about friendship. About the ‘corporations’ against the little guys. About the ‘maverick’ dudes. And its – Read More-
Prince Andrew is not the most interesting of royals. Nor the most popular. Nor the most beautiful (need more time for that list, currently stuck on 0). Not even the most obnoxious, though he’s close. And the fact is that despite the fairly recent ‘scandal’ associating him with the late and not-at-all lamented Jeffrey Epstein – Read More-