In my previous job, the lads and lasses in the team I worked in were often confused and amused in equal measure by some of my dubious sayings. Well, it’s not my fault I come from Wigan and therefore have a vast repertoire of bizarre phrases to choose from, is it? I...
Given the ease with which almost any kind of shopping can be done online these days, the need to physically trog around shops is nowhere near the necessary evil that it used to be. Which is a good thing, because I hate shopping – unless I am buying for myself, of...
With Christmas just around the corner, and the plethora of Facebook pages pushing nostalgic images of growing up in the 70s/80s/90s (delete as appropriate), I cast my mind back to recall various toys and games from dim and distant Christmases past. I don’t know who...
A.R.S.E.D! is my second book and is now available to buy. Ostensibly, it is about my obsession with football and my attempts to balance that with the responsibilities of my real, grown-up life. It deals with my attempts to avoid as many chores and domestic duties as I...
Where would we be without the great British Boozer? Well, we had better start thinking about it soon because the traditional British pub is vanishing quicker than a 1970’s TV personality acquaintance of Jimmy Savile. Last week, the Thursday Night Football lads...
