I wish this was news but sadly the phrase: ‘the England football team is shit’ is older than my children, who are only in their 20s. They’ve been shit since Bobby Charlton retired. Since Bobby Moore died. Since Jimmy Greaves left the game to get a new liver. And no-one knows why. No-one can work – Read More-
Hell hath no fury like a French tart scorned; so the saying goes. So if you add the total fury of all the Dantean levels of hell to the natural bitchiness of a pretty normal Parisienne, you end up with Valerie Trierweiller’s new book. Called ‘merci pour ce moment’. Its basically an attack on her – Read More-
Saturday morning, left home early, really early, 7.30 flight from Luton to Montpellier. Picked up by our lovely mates, straight to the beach, lying in the sun before 11. Fantastic. Short journeys, European trips, even with Easyjet, the only airline to fly into Montpellier now from London, but heh; it was all plain sailing. Even – Read More-
The good thing about France, other than the women, the food and the sunshine, is that it takes your mind wonderfully off all the awful things happening in the world. I read the Times but its not the same as when at home when all the horrors seem to be a constant. Over here they’re – Read More-
There’s an old joke. Goes like this: so God made all the countries and as he was naming them he said, ‘well this country really does have it all. Its big, its beautiful, wonderfully fertile, has the Alps, the Pyrenees, hundreds of miles of stunning coastline and amazing (even by my standards, not willing to – Read More-
Do you go to a gym? You know, one of those places filled with mirrors depicting depressed and strained fat bastards, red-faced and half a squat away from a hernia? Gym. You know. Well I don’t. I’ll keep my 125 quid a month to spend on dirty burgers and beer, thank you very much. Ok, – Read More-
Angel di Maria is a lucky man. He has risen from being an Argentinian slum-dog, working in the coal mine with his father when he was 10 years old, to becoming the most expensive footballer on these shores when arrived at the more modern slum that is Manchester. Ok, maybe its no longer the slum – Read More-
I always thought the purpose of G-d was to make the world a better place. To instil morality that, according to those of a religious nature, would be lacking without a religious framework underpinning society’s laws. So any kind of ‘holy war’ has always seemed a complete contradiction in terms, even for one as ungodly – Read More-
No, its not a football score, that (sorry Dave) was 4-nil and iced the cake on the week for Spurs fans. Taking us ‘top of the table’, in that ‘yeah, really’ kind of way. Still looks nice though. In case you haven’t seen it: BARCLAYS PREMIER LEAGUE 2014/15 POS TEAM PLD W D L PTS – Read More-
No-one was more upset last night as Arsenal scored their late and completely undeserved equaliser against poor Everton, who had to listen to those horrible, nasty travelling gooners singing: ‘two nil, and you fucked it up… etc, etc’. OK, maybe the Everton fans were almost as upset, but when a striker as wasteful as Giroud – Read More-