What do you do in your spare time? Do you have any spare time? Because there’s a lovely picture in the paper of Arsenal player, Jack Wilshere, doing visits at Great Ormond Street Children’s Hospital. Ahhhh. But Jack has lots of spare time. Nothing but spare time. He’s almost retired from football now, having not – Read More-
Every time I go on holiday I return with a suntan, peeling skin on my legs, a bottle of some ‘local’ variety of rum/vodka/whisky, a sombrero (not after the Scotland trip, granted, bought a sporran, kept falling off me head) fifteen boxes of the locally grown tea/coffee/herbal shit/whatever that will never be consumed in the – Read More-
There are very few teams that Arsenal can’t beat on their day. But one of them is Stoke. On pretty much any day. So for that reason alone, I like Stoke. Not the place; I’ve been there, its horrible. But the football team. Mark Hughes’ boys. Stoke City FC. They’ve always been seen as a – Read More-
My mate Nathan knows more about movies than anyone else I know. I’m not talking about naming the third Tarantino (Jackie Brown) or who played a one-line walk-on part in The Graduate (Richard Dreyfuss), cos everyone knows dat shit. Nathan knows EVERYTHING. Who the first grip’s second assistant in Gone with the Wind was married – Read More-
You kind of accept the world as it is. Things change and generally, you just go with the flow. You don’t shout that someone’s of a certain race or creed in public, you rarely call someone a ‘poof’, and never if he is a ‘poof’, and you don’t call women bitches. Even if they are – Read More-
Now this is funny. In a rather ‘odd’, even macabre way. But we all look for patterns in life. Particularly in tragedy. I don’t know why, they’re not particularly comforting, but we do. Its the human condition. One of them, anyway. So Amy Winehouse died at 27. As did; Jimi Hendrix, Jim Morrison, Kurt Kobaine, – Read More-
What day was it yesterday? Must have been a Saturday because there was a full fixture list playing. But if it was Saturday why was I working? And because of that, Spurs lost. Because I didn’t have the time to agonise, analyse and consider all the possible implications and ramifications and potential consequences of the – Read More-
I love a good strike. No, really, its one of my favourite things. Dummett’s last minute strike last night against Manchester United was a thing of beauty, a thing of glory, a thing of wonder. Especially as it kept United well below Spurs in the table. And added yet more misery to the Old Trafforders – Read More-
I’m really not a technophobe. I hate most of it, granted, won’t use Facebook, never had a twitter, resist downloading apps until I’m physically forced to at gunpoint and generally view ‘change’ as a bad thing. Not ‘changes’; that was a great song by Bowie… ahhhhhhh. But change; bad thing. So why do I need – Read More-
David Bowie is dead. And this is not like ‘Ziggy Stardust is dead’ or ‘Aladdin Sane is dead’, this is for real and permanent and forever. Yet when celebrities die, its different from when, like, Uncle Morty dies. You don’t know them. You don’t speak to them. You’ve never met them, other than perhaps some – Read More-