Bah! On second thoughts, I’ll spare the world. Is anyone here really that interested in my new, signed Dylan prints? My tear-splashed review of the Cohen gig in Manchester? Our knee-knocking visits to the gorgeously preserved childhood homes of Lennon and McCartney? Nah. Just a word on the ‘Pool though. It would seem to be overstating the case to say it’s a place I love: I’ve been there only half a dozen times — not including the Anfield experiences (another five).… READ MORE.... …
Month: June 2008
Another bloody crossroads. It’s been an interesting week. But first, I’d better plug a gap or two. It was all going so well. The first three weeks of the marathon plan had gone as planned, with no missed runs that weren’t compensated for. Then 8th June arrived. The schedule called for a step-back week, with a long run of only 6 or 7 miles.… READ MORE.... …
Here’s an unmissable deal, available at Boots in Nottingham. “Listerine mouthwash: £2.45 per bottle, or 2 for £5.00” It caught my eye while I was glumly traversing the fluorescent aisles this evening, buying a complete set of toiletries to replace the ones in the bag that I’d managed to leave at home. After the pharmacy, it was on to the underpants emporium (though I think it had a snappier name than that) next door, to fill my boots with smalls.… READ MORE.... …
If life is a to-do list, I managed a big tick on Friday evening, in Nottingham, when I finally got to see the glorious Liza Minnelli. Cabaret — the movie — was a portal to my adulthood. It won Best Film Oscar in 1973, and I clearly recall bunking off school to see it. What drew me to it? Don’t know.… READ MORE.... …