A man came to my house last weekend, canvassing for the local elections. Big mistake. By and large I do not want to talk on the doorstep. But when it’s politics, a visit from my local councillor is a red rag to a bull and I’ll talk. I mean I’ll really talk. To his vast …
Later on today I’m going with Jonny Taylor, one of my oldest friends, to watch England beat Wales at rugby. My first visit to Twickenham was for the England final trial in January 1973. My Dad and I sat on a ringside bench at pitch level, almost on the touchline. I was colder than I …
So it's the weekend. What a relief. But here’s how the weekend is with me: it’s full of things that I have to do because I haven’t gotten them done when I should. The fact is I’m a little disorganised. I have a diary but not an up-to-date diary. I have good intentions but not …
My boys, Silas, Sam and Linus, play a lot of FIFA (other football-related computer games are available) and as a result our house is full of weird stats. We know the pace of Werder Bremen’s 20-year-old Gambian striker, Ousman Manneh. We know that Erhun Oztumer of Walsall has the best balance of just about any …