In the past two weeks my 14 month old son has learnt: 1. to walk 2. to run 3. to climb 4. to operate the stereo 5. to switch TV channels 6. to smash furniture 7. to throw things into the toilet bowl All whilst sufferring a severe bout of chicken pox. Am wondering if it's too early to sign him up for driving lessons?
Every two years or so I'm prepared, if only for the sake of petty nationalism, to turn on my TV to watch some football (soccer). But it only takes about 20 minutes for me to recall however, why I hate the sport so much, and try to avoid it whenever possible. Players who fake injury are nothing but unsporting, cheating, cowardly, girly-handbag school-bullies; but incredibly their type is tollerated within the sport. If ever there were a reason to bring in video assisted refereeing it was this. Imagine the scene.... GOONALDO: Referee! REFEREE: What? G: I think my leg's broken, call the medics. R: Aw diddums. G: Hey, can't you see I'm dying here? Look at my face, tell me you don't see genuine pain and anguish! R: I don't see genuine pain and anguish. G: But look, I'm rolling around on the floor, writhing in pain! R: You're certainly writhing, the only pain I can detect is in my neck. G: Aren't you going to red card my assailant? R: You didn't have an assailant. G: Yes I [...]