Andy's Glasses

a blog through the eyes…

Blog

image
August 15, 2016

shit on a stick…

Its great being 60. You get free tube travel. And… and… and… You get to shit on a stick. That’s it really. You’re suddenly old and two really big things happen. One is free transport (ONLY in London, the rest of the country, the ones that don’t count, have to wait til they’re 62), the – Read More-

image
August 14, 2016

sports day…

I feel I’m drowning. In a sea. Of sport. There’s just so much at the moment. Though yesterday it was rather depressing turning on the tv to find a choice between golf and tennis. Who needs that? Golf is not just boring, its grossly overpaid boring, and tennis I can’t watch unless its filmed live – Read More-

image
August 13, 2016

let battle commence…

It doesn’t feel like the first day of the new football season. It feels like the Olympics. I can’t think about Mezut Ozil when Jess Ennis is on the other channel. In fact I can think of nothing else whilst Jess Ennis is around, generally. But now I need to focus. Because it starts today. – Read More-

image
August 12, 2016

boot, foot, other…

I worry that I’m becoming slightly gluten intolerant. Which would be fitting in a way as I’m pretty fucking intolerant to most things. But they’re all a matter of conscious choice, not bodily function. So here’s the problem. Not the intolerance itself, should I be the ‘victim’ of such a thing, but the fact that – Read More-

aly
August 10, 2016

the jewish condition…

I’ve decided that being Jewish is a ‘condition’. Like a disease, but not life-threatening. Like eczema. And the term ‘condition’ is appropriate because, like everyone else in the world, we are conditioned. Ours is just a bit different. Maybe because there are so few of us, maybe because we have a collective history that you – Read More-

image
August 9, 2016

bad press…

Sharks get a very bad press. And its just not fair. And its all because of the wrong kind of music. When you watch an animal documentary, an Attenborough or some such, for long stretches there’s no narration. They play music instead. So as they show all those brightly coloured tropical fishes nibbling their merry – Read More-

image
August 8, 2016

olympian…

The good thing about the Olympics is that its on for the entire day and most of the night. The bad thing is that its on for the entire day and most of the night. So I decided (very very early on in my life) that I would not stay up til 3 in the – Read More-

image
August 7, 2016

culcha…

I have a bath every Sunday morning. That’s the most interesting thing you’ll read today, I’m sure. But I have a bath because I need to ease the aches, pains and stresses that I inflicted yesterday on the tennis court, so that I can do the same today. I don’t do aromatherapy fucking oils, honest. – Read More-

image
August 6, 2016

doomed…

We love a public inquiry round my way. Its almost England’s biggest industry. We’ve had 3 into the Hillsborough disaster, the last finishing just a few months ago, 30 years after the event. Made a lot of people feel better. Though failed to bring any of the 98 dead back to life. Even lawyers have – Read More-

image
August 5, 2016

oh dear…

My route home from work never changes. I am commuter ergo I don’t think. Don’t have to. I’m Reggie Perrin. I have a pattern. It never changes. Other than when London Transport deem changes must occur. And then I hate them for the ‘disruption’. To my schedule. To my routine. A couple of decades ago – Read More-

Newer Posts
Older Posts