A few weeks ago, I was pleasantly surprised to find that our work canteen stocked some proper old skool pop in its fridge. There were tins of Irn Bru, Barrs’s Shandy and Dandelion and Burdock, stuff I haven’t seen on shop shelves since I was a kid. All they were short...
This week we have all mainly been pre-occupied with football transfer windows, apart from the Manchester United and Newcastle United management teams, of course. First of all we had the on-going saga of the worldwide football leagues’ transfer window or the “What...
Those of you who are still here after last week’s birthday blog will recall a tale I told about Alex’s new Wii U game, Disney Infinity. I remarked how the game-makers had hit on a commercial gold mine by introducing additional character figures that can be bought and...
“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...
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...
