...the most lingering memories of 2010 are football-related and all nod to what is a rapidly self-destructing force: English football.
It appears the Weather – unlike our government, banking bosses and Sky News – has been determined to see us through the recession.
I'm fed up of the doom mongering media we are surrounded by these days. They're not happy unless we're all fatally miserable.
Deals that would normally have taken one meeting and a couple of weeks of chasing now take three meetings and months of negotiations over price.
It certainly wasn't the cheery punch-me-in-the-face car salesman greeting you expect to receive on entering their domain.
Pulling such stunts in any other job in Britain would see them out on their ear without as much as their pencil sharpner to keep as a momento.
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