When I heard that the Olympic Torch Relay was passing through my home town I have to say I wasn’t particularly excited. For one thing, the last thing Pontypridd Town Centre needs is an influx of more people wearing shell suits. On any given Saturday one discarded match could light up ten shell suit wearers … Continue reading »
So I’ll set the scene. I’m in a rugby club and twenty men are berating one man for a particularly bad game-changing decision. It’s as an aggressive situation as I’ve been in for a while and with all the drink already consumed this could easily turn ugly. I’m not however talking about a rugby referee getting … Continue reading »
I had an embarrassing experience at the gym last week. Now you see, I’m the type of guy who wears scruffy old t-shirts to the gym as I’m expecting to sweat a bit, unlike some people who turn up looking pristine like a 4am Infomercial instructor trying to sell you some contraption that’ll supposedly get … Continue reading »
It’s 5.15pm on Sunday 12th Feb and I, along with several thousand others, have just been greeted by the sight of a pale white arse unveiled from underneath a kilt from the balcony of The Prince Of Wales pub. It can only be International day in Cardiff. Wales have just beaten Scotland and the streets … Continue reading »
I’m ill. Wandering around the house with a duvet draped over my shoulders in a pair of my oldest tracksuit bottoms and t-shirt, I look like a poor Eastern European athlete who’s just completed the Homeless London Marathon. If the police kicked down the door right now and saw the state I’m in, surrounded by … Continue reading »
You’ve only been in work half an hour and it starts. Text messages chime on two or three phones at once, like a drive-by of ‘Borrower’ Ice-Cream Vans. ‘That was my mother, it’s coming down heavy up the valleys, she reckons i’d better leave now’; ‘yeah same here, Merthyr’s covered apparently – shouldn’t have really … Continue reading »
That time of year is fast approaching where you get drunk with a group of people you have nothing in common with apart from the fact you enter the same building five days a week to earn your pittance. That’s right – it’s Office Christmas Party season. At any other time of year, if you … Continue reading »
The Ospreys have this week banned their players from having spray-on tans and wearing coloured boots. This isn’t as a result of a copyright lawsuit from ‘Billy Beacon’ the zebra crossing mascot, or to stave off ideas for a new series ‘The Only Way Is Baglan’; but in order to rid themselves of their ‘big time Charlie’ … Continue reading »
So, as an early Christmas present I bought my cat one of the coolest things I’ve ever seen – the ‘cat scratching post’ from SuckUk – a cat scratcher that’s a turntable! Check out the action…..
So, the latest tyrannical dictator to fall has been Colonel Gaddafi. For anyone affected by the gruesome footage of Gaddafi’s last moments, I find that due to the surroundings in the video – being driven down a dusty trail on the back of a knackered old 4×4 – it is made easier to watch if … Continue reading »
