Fathers with their sons, girlfriends dragged along by their fanatical boyfriends, they descended en masse to support the team and game they lived for.
Sound quality on both is acceptable (why this is ever discussed, I'll never know – I've never come across a phone I can't hear the other person on and I certainly don't expect to hear them in DTS Master-encoded 7.1 surround sound).
Fridays are, without doubt, man's best creation. Nothing quite beats the feeling of finishing work for the day and heading home for two days of work-free bliss. What is slightly more alarming as I nose dive ever closer to the pit of the thirtieth year of my life, is the regularity with which I get … Continue reading Another Friday