November Chills

[Sweder]

A blustery hobble to the 'Cap this morning, head full of work-related conundrums and Mike Newell's sexist rant.

I'm not sure what to make of the Luton manager's recent outburst. Perhaps we should embrace his honesty. After all, he's saying what I know a lot of blokes are thinking about political correctness going bonkers and infiltrating our society. As with all things there's a balance to be struck. Newell went over the top, but his sentiments are not entirely without merit.

I've tried over the years to get in touch with my feminine side.
I left her a few voicemails recently, only to learn that she can't operate the answering machine.
I'll get me misogynist’s jacket . . .

I tried an experiment today. The results were to say the least disappointing, one might be drawn to say skin-crawlingly embarrassing, but as visitors to these nooks and corners well know I've no shame, and so will share my first foray into the world of movie magic with you.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e4pb9YDqo7Y

5 miles loped in wild conditions, around fifty minutes or so.