Before you get into this, you should know that, despite my penchant for criticising the English football team, that's not what this post is about. I happen to think that this World Cup has seen some good efforts from the English camp, and indeed the hype in Manchester, and throughout the rest of England, came... Continue Reading →
That time of year has come once again, and what better reason to read this blog again than to get the skinny on who's going to be a Hit, who's going to be a Miss, and who's going to be a Maybe at this year's Eurovision Song Contest in Lisbon, Portugal?
To use a Masterchef cliché - train companies, in particular Northern Rail, need to up their respective games. It’s simply not good enough, and it’s particularly annoying because there’s nothing I can really do about it. They’ve caught me in their outdated iron web of screechy, wobbly incompetence.
Since the start of 2017, I’ve been playing with the Packet House darts team, on the Manchester Log End, and it’s been a joy for me.
There are regular hot drinks runs done in the office and I've been partaking for a few weeks. It struck me today, as I sipped a mug of coffee that was almost black, that my tastes were almost unrecognisable from a decade ago.
Rugby is such a great game. Union obviously, not League. I played a fair bit from late primary school til 5th year, when my penchant for McDonald's finally caught up with me, and my almost non-existent fitness level made me lose interest in playing. Da claims that he was, at one time, a pretty handy... Continue Reading →
When I was commuting on a daily basis from Liverpool to Manchester and back, trains were the bane of my life. Horrible, old-school, rickety, cold, and deafening boxes which rattled unforgivingly from Oxford Road to Lime Street. Now that I live in Eccles, buses have become the bane of my life, instead. Compared to Northern... Continue Reading →
The greatest time of the year has arrived once again. I know what you're thinking, "It's not Christmas for another 7 months", but I'm not talking about Christmas, I'm talking about the Eurovision. This week has already seen the 2 semi-finals, and Saturday night (the 13th) will see the Grand Final taking place in Kiev,... Continue Reading →
In the final installment of this Manchester Mayoral Election focussed series ("Hooray!", says you.), we take a look at the manifesto of Green Party candidate, Will Patterson. I've been keeping a league table running for who I'd most likely vote for, based purely on the candidate's manifesto. Which is why there are 5 in the... Continue Reading →