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The 5 Pence Bags Dividing a Nation!
Just when we thought things couldn't get worse, what with Middle Eastern wars, England's rugby team getting knocked out of the World Cup and a Tory campaigner getting an egg smashed in his face, the UK is now facing an unprecedented plastic bag crisis. Across the nation social media has been awash with understandable hysteria as consumers debate whether to pay a five pence charge on plastic bags or bring their own carriers with them as they ...
So Low, Sour Chariot…
I got a late in the day invite from my friend to watch the rugby last night. For sake of anonymity, I will call him Nick because that's his name. Nick basically said what I have felt for some time and that is when England play rugby, it is impossible not to support them because after all, we are English, but when they lose there is sense of personal vindication that is perhaps best kept to ones self. To be eliminated from a tournament you ...
Will Football Come Back to Me?
I checked the weather forecast for Saturday today and decided that it is just about good enough for me to be a a fair weather football supporter, perhaps for one day only. Yes, I have purchased tickets for me and the boys to watch my home team, Reading, take on Middlesbrough in an early season top of the table clash at the Madejski Stadium. Shortly after I purchased them, a friend of mine posted on Facebook a new club song, apparently ...
Going Back to Home Cooking ‘Avec Monsieur Lethaby’
One of the first things I enjoyed doing when I got my first house (which was after a divorce about 8 years ago), was embarking on home cooking, guided by various books put together by the likes of Jamie Oliver, Gordon Ramsay and Rachel Allen (a personal favourite). However, after a period of 18 months where I moved around Hampshire I kind of lost my way and became over-reliant on my girlfriend, who coming from a background that includes ...
Rib Injury and Pig Gate Sends my Head in a Spin!
I had a somewhat bizarre accident on Sunday, featuring a classic male attempt at still being twenty years old as I ungracefully dived to stop a ball going for four runs in a cricket match. Remarkably I did stop the ball reaching the boundary rope but sadly, it was all a bit undignified, resulting in a crash landing that left the rock solid leather sphere wedged firmly in between my rib cage and the ground. This not only winded me quite ...