When someone near and dear dies you need a bit of comfort. At the very least. Even if its a very very old person who no-one could work out how they’d lived so long in the first place. It doesn’t matter. Someone loved and cherished is no longer with us; send in the hugs. All – Read More-
It just goes to show; never say never. Salman Rushdie, the author, thought he’d… outgrown?, outlasted? his fatwa, thought he was over it and then, Ka-baam!, he’s stabbed giving a lecture in upstate New York. Land of the brave (which he was), home of the free (which he hadn’t been since 1989). Because in that – Read More-
My lovely old dad died on Wednesday. And people ask: ‘was it sudden?’, to which I reply, ‘no, its taken 97 years’. Because he died of old age. It all just packed up. Slowly, gradually until over the last couple of years he had virtually no sight, very poor hearing and was ‘mobile’ with a – Read More-
We all love a good book-burning, there’s no doubt about that. Standing at Oxford Circus round a great big bonfire in which great works (phah) of literature turn slowly to ashes as we all warm up and sing ‘gin-gan-gooly’ type songs. Bonding. As the Brontë bindings burn. Even though its August and hotter than the – Read More-
Do you like cauliflower? That’s the question. I can’t answer for you. Not this time. As a kid I would run out the house if my mum cooked cauliflower, the smell revolted me, wouldn’t get anywhere near my plate. And then… something changes as you start shaving, when you change from little squirt to Man – Read More-
We need to talk about Manchester United. No, we really do. I’m not one to gloat at others’ misfortunes nor use petty rivalries to mock the afflicted, and especially after just one match played so far in this new, fresh-start, begin-as-you-mean-to-go-on, state your intentions, football season. Though many will find the situation rather amusing. Mainly – Read More-
The two most important days in the football league season are opening day and the closing day. So why is more importance given to the league table after the closing day than the first day? It’s wrong. It’s discriminatory, random, rude and not nice. Therefore I’m starting a petition to use the table from the – Read More-
As there’s no more Women’s football on, we’ll just have to make do with the start of the Premier League Season today. For men. A poor and second rate substitute for the ‘real thing’. We all love the game in which babes run round in sports bras bouncing up and down and the goalies are – Read More-
I used to eat a lot of McDonalds. Food mainly. Cheeseburgers particularly, but not exclusively. And by ‘a lot’, I mean by my standards of ‘a lot’, not yours. I mean ‘a lot’ starting at a baseline of ‘way too much’ and working up to ‘a lot’ from there. Because of my fortunate metabolism (bless – Read More-
There’s a new league table about. It’s the ‘most abused football players on social media’. The fact that this kind of abuse is posted by morons is highlighted by the fact that Harry Kane is in the Top 10. I have no idea why anyone would want to abuse a lovely man who is the – Read More-