Well, Europe or not, us British folk are simply the best at music. Always have been. Last night at the Brit awards, the British swept the board. Funny that. Other than Justin Beiber who won ‘the token Canadian gesture’ for being a silly little tosser that no-one likes. The sympathy award. In fact it wasn’t – Read More-
Arsenal have always been ahead of the game. They lead the way. So as the rest of us are pondering whether to leave Europe or not, Arsenal last night pretty much guaranteed their own personal exit from anything Euro-esque. Or, rather, Barcelona guaranteed it for them. And I am biased, I warn you now. Not – Read More-
Politics should be about policy. That’s how it got its name. And ironically they named it in Greek. Ironic because the Greeks, so influential in our language, represent the best and the worst of the whole ‘Europe’ thing. Should I stay or should I go now? Asked the Clash in 1979. Don’t leave me this – Read More-
So you’re walking down a busy street, rush hour, packed with pedestrians, not much space, and the tosser coming towards you is staring at his phone. Walking straight at you. There’s no room to manoeuvre, crowds everywhere, and he’s staring at his hand. What do you do? What are the protocols? The etiquette? The simple, – Read More-
Reaching the end of your playing career? Fed up with winter Tuesday evenings in Scunthorpe? Want just one more little ‘earner’ before retiring? Go to China. The Chinese Super League. Its paved with gold. This is what’s happening. All our (one-time) talent is upping (walking) sticks and moving to China. With a population of 1.6 – Read More-
Ahhh Europe. Sorted. All resolved. Fantastic. The way forward. The future is bright. And its all thanks to Dave. Our mate. Our pal. He went over there and he sorted out all those pesky foreigners can came out a winner. Got what he wanted. Exactly. Maybe even more. And the odd thing is; they all – Read More-
Shane Warne is on one of those enlightening and morally uplifting ‘let’s take a bunch of hasbeens out to the jungle and humiliate them’ shows. Australia’s best ever spin bowler (according to his mum), former Hurley-shagger, sometime cricket commentator and poster-boy for ‘New-thatch!’ hair transplants is with a group of other ‘used-to-be’s on a show – Read More-
They held the Grammys the other night. Now renamed the Taylor Swifts as she seems to win them all every year. And quite rightly. We love high school country-rock about teen romances gone wrong. Its what country stars sing about whilst they’re waiting to grow old enough for their dog to die, the wife to – Read More-
Ok, I’ll admit that when I wrote my ‘expected result’ for the Man City/Spurs game yesterday at 1-2, I thought I was being a tad optimistic. I didn’t really ‘believe’. I believed we had a good chance. I believed we could win the match if all went well. I believed that if we did it – Read More-
We went to see a quite amazing ‘thing’ last night. It was at the theatre. But it wasn’t a ‘show’. Nor a play. And it wasn’t a concert or recital. Nor a ‘reading’. Nor a football match. Definitely not one of them. I’d have recognised it immediately. It was a ‘thing’. Called ‘the pianist of – Read More-