Monthly Archives: August 2009

God, I love a good ruckus! Watching the West Ham and Millwall fans piling into each other on Green Street last night made compulsive and, at times, exhilarating television. Anyone who thinks man – and I use the word pointedly … Continue reading →

On the subject of God and the afterlife it’s become fashionable to nail one’s colours to the mast; fence-sitting on the subject regarded as a symptom of woolly brain or weak bladder. Or both. Anyway, who wants to invite a … Continue reading →