As these bleak winter days approach, I was grateful for the dopamine hit from Hampden yesterday.
The human cost of celebrity feudalism
It would be a brave soul who goes out tonight dressed up as a Mountbatten Windsor.
Danny Röhl steps up
So, the Sevco High Command have decided to Röhl the dice on this nice young fella.
Let’s go!
I’m reminded of an observation from the time of the Belfast Agreement talks:
Nothing is agreed until everything is agreed.
An algorithmic terminator arrives on Planet Fitba
A blast from the future dropped into my inbox this morning.
It was from my union, the NUJ.
