I was at my cricket club meeting the other day and the subject of an alarming decrease in youth participation came up on the agenda. When you are a member of a sports club, you get drawn in to the illusion that because you participate, everyone else does, so you can imagine my surprise to discover that cricket is 17th on the list of participating sports in the UK.
Don't ask me what sports, apart from the obvious ones like football, come ahead ...
The sad death of Charles Kennedy last week has continually been linked to his battle with alcoholism, which ultimately paid some sort of part in his passing, during what only five months in, was already a year to forget after the loss of his father and his seat in parliament in a matter of a month.
It is quite bizarre that when you hear people in public saying he (Kennedy) was a hopeless drunk, they are often doing it to justify there own ...
I heard something on the radio the other day that staggered me so much with its bleeding obvious content I nearly veered off the road.
Basically, it was a study carried out on behalf of the BMA that suggested adults are more likely to increase their alcohol intake whilst they are on holiday or attending celebrations such as weddings or birthday parties.
I instantly imagined the scene in the laboratory of some university.
"Professor, come ...
My friend Darren posted something on Facebook yesterday that was asking whether the fact that David Beckham was born at Whipps Cross Hospital was an example of a nominative determinism.
For those of you on the planet Zark, David Beckham, in between silly haircuts and marrying a pouting, poor excuse for a pop singer, was once a footballer who was renowned for his ability to whip in crosses for his grateful team-mates playing for England, ...
I went to Sainsbury’s yesterday to buy a few bits and pieces for the weekend and of course, to satisfy my occasional forty-something lust for feeling incandescent with rage at paying £14:00 for eight Gillette razor refills.
When I got to the car park, I was approached by an Eastern European chap who was, despite the unseasonably cold and biting easterly wind, willing to wash, polish and wax my car for £10:00. I looked at my car and ...
