What’s happened to sport? Where’s the ideology gone? The problem is that someone made it a bit too competitive. Oh. It is competitive. That’s what its all about really. The nature of ‘sport’. Competition. They’re equivalents. So you want to win. Always. And sometimes you need to try a bit harder, work a bit longer, – Read More-
I love an election. (The late Benny Hill, in Chinese persona, made a career out of that sentence). And there’s loads of elections just around the corner. First though you need to work out who is going to stand. And the American bandwagon keeps on rollin’. Now its the turn of Utah to vote. So – Read More-
“I have a lot of respect for (fill in name of your choice); BUT…” That’s the sentence that precedes a hatchet job. Always. No-one ever says they have respect for someone before praising them. Its not really necessary, the respect is implicit in the praise. But when someone starts by proclaiming ‘respect’ for; Donald Trump, – Read More-
As the final part of the ongoing and intentionally excessive celebrations of Mel’s birthday, we went to see the show ‘Beautiful’ on Saturday night. With Mel’s twin sister who shares the same birthday. What are the odds? And a few other selected brothers and sisters and in-laws. Its simply brilliant. The show. Ok, and the – Read More-
We need to talk about Turkey. Not the food, though that would be nicer, tastier and a bit more ‘nigella’, but the country, the nation, the state. And what a state its in. Turkey straddles two regions. It borders Europe to the west and the middle East on its eastern borders. Syria to be precise. – Read More-
Iain Duncan Smith has resigned his post of work and pensions secretary. And I’m going to miss him. He was at one time the leader of the conservative party but lost his job due to excessive blandness and the almost unique ability of making the most exciting thing totally dull and boring in his expressing – Read More-
You can’t buy class. Ask any football manager. But in Britain its actually a fact. ‘Class’ is what posh aristocrats have, what they’re born with, what they’ve inherited from their prestigious forebears and for everyone else, no amount of Ferraris, tattoos or semi-naked selfies can buy it. An impoverished, unemployed scrounger is thus ‘better’ than – Read More-
I’m closely following the American election… stuff. Closely. Every day a new state votes for… something, and then Trump and Hilary both win and the confetti flows and the champagne fizzes and we all hug and celebrate. Then we do it again tomorrow. In a different state. I can’t claim to understand how it works. – Read More-
Oh dear. The Top Gear team took a wonderful, pimped up, drag-racery Mustang out in Westminster to burn rubber and make a bit of a noise and nuisance. Because its Top Gear, albeit Top Gear Nouveau, and that’s what Top Gear does, riiiiiight!!!! Its LOUD, its lairy, its irreverent, mean, nasty and don’t give a – Read More-
We’ve all been there. (Some of us far more often than we’d like). You get to your tube station and head for the escalators to take you upwards, skywards, streetwards. And there’s fifteen hundred people in the way (always) queuing to take the right hand side of the escalator, the ‘standing still’ side, and four – Read More-