Inescapable football People here in this office bought in a radio and listened to some football these past two days !
So I put a pair of earphones on and listened to music.  ¶ 8:27 AM 0 comments

  Speeding ticket If I ever get another speeding ticket, I will contest that offence, based on the Hiesenberg Uncertainty Priciple:

If you know my momentun, i.e. my 'speed' you do not know my position.
Conversley, if you know my postion, you cannot know my speed.
Therefore it is impossible to state that 'I was driving along the M61 at a speed of 92 mph'.
I could be on the M61, but knowing I am on the M61 means that my speed cannot be know.
I may have been travelling at 92 mph, but then there is no certainty that i was on the M61.

Ha. Put that in your pipe and smoke it, Lancashire Police.
And another thing. I'm damn sure I was over the border in Greater Manchester when I was stopped and committed the so-called 'offence'.  ¶ 8:37 AM 0 comments

  Adverts Every single advert break on various tv channels I had the displeasure to watch last night had some sort of football themed advert. Are there so many football fans in Britain ? Is every male in England the sort of cool dude that jumps with joy at the sight of a ticket to a football match, and in all homes up and down the country perfect fathers are sitting down to eat breakfast cereal out of a football shaped bowl with thier perfect sons ? First off, they are bowls, not balls. A ball is round, a difficult shape to use to hold cereal.
And the pizza company that top and tail The simpsons on Sky with adverts, with the football fanatic pizza ? What the fuck ? A pizza made with bits of sausage, half tomatoes and some other gunk. So the demographics of the market for this shit is the sort of unintelligent half-wit football fans that think poor-quality overcooked rubbish is food. So thats 90% of English males then, if me experience is anything to go by.
Rant over. But I do really hate football.  ¶ 12:31 AM 0 comments

  I Hate Football I do. In this World Cup year, when every half-baked cretin is driving around the streets of England with their cars festooned with England flags, and every crap shop is selling football tat, I once again affirm my life-long dislike of the game of football.
I admit to a few deviations, when I went along to a few football matches in my teens, because I was a boot boy, and most of my friends of that time were football fans. I actually went to watch england vs. Germany at the 1996 European Champs at The Rose in Dartford, because their were a great bunch going, and it promised to be a night of alcoholic excess. That was the last football match I watched, as it reminded me of just how dismal football can be.  ¶ 9:22 AM 0 comments