It’s been a while, sorry. I can only assume you’ve managed to muddle through without me. I’ve been busier than usual lately and with a well known football competition exceeding all expectations I haven’t really found the time or inclination to do a scrap of anything else. Fortunately I have been roused from my torpor […]Read More Not what you’d call a loss.
Let’s take the good old 0 to 10 rating system. 0 being the worst and 10 being the best. Then let’s take 5 as the average, the mediocre, and then make that 5 the 10 so that everything beneath 10 is less than average. Then we repeat the process a few times until 10 marks […]Read More Service my arse.
So, the World Cup has arrived (almost) and may I be the last to give a very feeble woo and hoo. It has been a long time since I had any worthwhile interest in football. I’m delighted that the women’s game has become more prominent but when the announcers mention a cup final or a […]Read More A game of less than one half.
I drive to and from work every day. Maybe you do too. Don’t assume I care. Either way in doing so I can safely say that one of the more pointless groups of people on the planet are those who choose to put stickers on the back of their cars. In the way that some […]Read More Backside drivers.