Alex turned nine earlier this week and it’s fair to say that his birthday was one of the easiest, less stressful birthdays we have ever had. The main reason for this was that the present he desperately wanted is a new Wii game called Disney something or other –...
After TNF (Thursday Night Football for the uninitiated) the short car journey back from Robin Park into Wigan town centre for a re-fuelling pint is usually an opportunity to mercilessly slag off someone’s earlier poor performance on the Astroturf. Usually, someone who...
“Hey Dad, which TV advert is this song from?” asked Alex, as we hurtled down the M53 towards Chester last Saturday. I struggled to answer the question on two separate counts. Firstly, we were listening to Capital FM which, to the best of my knowledge, rarely plays any...
Last Saturday, for the second time around, Wigan Athletic made their debut in the Championship, the second tier of English football. This bow was taken at Oakwell, the home of Barnsley FC, and was watched by over 2,500 Wiganers happy to watching proper football again...
At the height of the recent tedious blanket news coverage that accompanied the recent birth of the new Prince of Cambridge, Alex asked me what name I thought they should give the free-loading leech/tourism revenue generator – delete as appropriate, according to...
