The menacing looking year 10 lads who are always at the back of the bus when you get on for school are much, much harder than you, found a study today. Long thought to be the case from anecdotal playground gossip and your elder brother’s teasing at the dinner table, [read...]
‘I don’t care what you call me – Allah, God, Yahweh, Vishnu, the Flying Spaghetti Monster, whatever – It really doesn’t matter because I don’t exist’. [read...]
‘Soon they’d learnt how to drive themselves, even mine their own coal. I had the world’s most efficient railway – but then they got bored’. [read...]
Sometimes Borgen even matched Eddie Stobart: Trucks & Trailers for excitement [read...]
Crammed in the old East Stand you can actually smell the beer and piss, and feel one or other trickling down your leg, all while dodging missiles from the away section. [read...]
