I was at that game - an easier trip for me to and from my fresher hall of residence in the Fine City.
My mate had assured me that morning that sure, he’d accompany me to this game, could be a bit of a laugh etc. Then he promptly forgot that he’d said that and took a vast amount of acid (I did...
I voted for Off The Wall because it was the first album I ever had and because Grimsby’s finest son, the absolute genius that was Rod Temperton, hardly ever seemed to write a song that I don’t adore. Combine that with the greatest music producer and arranger of all time Quincy Jones. They’re...
For all the justified criticism of some of its main “characters” - I’m looking at you, DLT - I really rather miss the hugely popular and down-to-earth, fun nature of the old Radio One. The roadshows, Our Tune, the ancient and sometimes very dodgy DJs, all things that are easy to mock in...
If that came to pass I would run down to that bench and shove my season ticket so far up his Brummy backside that it tickled his tonsils. Yes, even if it does only physically exist on my phone.
I agree, it’s all very silly and self-regarding. Big gesture - no I’m not going to celebrate against my old club. See how noble I am.
Who cares? Yuk it up, it’s all part of the panto.
Quite. If he wasn’t English and didn’t do all that mirthless “bants” bolox which he and he alone clearly thinks is so cute no one would find him remotely entertaining in any way. He’s a twat.
This is simply a devastating critique from that renowned lefty rag the Rupert Murdoch-owned Times. Absolutely brutal.
Empathy bypass will haunt Sunak for his remaining time in office...
That is just tremendous. Insightful too: that look on young Hinsh’s face after he scores - he can’t believe it, he almost seems overcome. Then his joyous mates come along to celebrate and then bang - it hits him.
I’m sure it’s dawned on him long before Saturday but it’s almost as if he’s taking...