the summer was clearly enough to fill me with inspiration.
It is Wednesday afternoon and for the seventh time this week, I have had to tell myself that I cannot pitch a story on how I have no stories to pitch. That is not something people want to read...
Ball goes in; ball doesn’t. What else could you possibly need?
I never understood the point of football. No-one in my family watches it, and my only childhood memory of it is of the time a player from our local team came to visit my school. We were about 10...
the games they’d been to and I would smile politely.
I never understood the point of football. No-one in my family watches it, and my only childhood memory of it is of the time a player from our local team came to visit my school. We were about 10...
I dislike less than the country they end up playing against
I never understood the point of football. No-one in my family watches it, and my only childhood memory of it is of the time a player from our local team came to visit my school. We were about 10...
it was acceptable to look at them more than at your own screen.
I never understood the point of football. No-one in my family watches it, and my only childhood memory of it is of the time a player from our local team came to visit my school. We were about 10...
