In a fit of particularly low self-esteem, we have reluctantly accepted a request to host a football forum. The idea is to present innovative, perceptive and contrarian insights, in the most ridiculous and/or angry and unreasonable way possible, so that readers will find it difficult to take on board the actual ideas, however good they … Continue reading About this section
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About this section
In a desperate attempt to widen the appeal of this celebration of misery, I, like Sammo Bietch before me, with his ideas about football, have been offered this small corner of the internet to present my thoughts. My name is Cubby Begge and I will be writing about things that I have watched on some … Continue reading About this section
23rd July – Pretty girl, beware of his heart of gold. This heart is cold.
The Golden Fleecer a reworking of Ovid's Golden Touch [https://amzn.eu/d/0f4OwBFU], by guest columnist, Hans Loë. The Stray It had been but a month since King Donald had declared himself Formidable King Donald by Executive Order. But it had done nothing to lift him from his malaise. His subjects on pain of being sent to the … Continue reading 23rd July – Pretty girl, beware of his heart of gold. This heart is cold.
11th June -All the lassies shout “Hello! Where’s your hiking troosers?”
I have been neglectful about keeping the story going. We left it, if you recall, as Friend John and I made our way from the loch where we’d dumped Iain “Bon-Bon” Colling’s top of the range four-door saloon, having, earlier that day, dumped Collings himself on a small island in the middle of another loch. … Continue reading 11th June -All the lassies shout “Hello! Where’s your hiking troosers?”
In the Early Morning Rain.
The master has a new book out. It’s only another horseracing novel, but it is, in the style of his last, short (though this one, at 40,000 words is perhaps closer to a short novel than it is a novella). Like the last one too, it is a literary novel that happens to concern horseracing, … Continue reading In the Early Morning Rain.
New virgin birth announced in White House
Easter Sunday 2026 – News of great joy, news of great mirth.
Rejoice! Rejoice! what more hopeful news could we have wished for in these troubled times, when wicked infidels conspire to close shipping and trade routes to the free God-loving Christians of the world, than this? Shipping routes, ВТШ, that were open and free to travel for anyone, just six weeks ago! https://www.youtube.com/embed/6iHjbG3jtHM?si=6XhAYHO6J3NLMQCc&start=120%20&end=162 He definitely did. … Continue reading Easter Sunday 2026 – News of great joy, news of great mirth.
Are you mentally ill?
Hans is. But before you answer yourself, wait a moment, and consider the question. Control your impetuosity. Deploy logic. Be normal, if you know how to do that. You might be suffering from something far more positive, like rock‑bottom self‑esteem; or the inability to get past your previous errors; or maybe you’re someone who’s summoned … Continue reading Are you mentally ill?
5th March -When no-one else can understand me. When everything I do is wrong.
Two hours before tomorrow became today, we crossed the border into Scotland, and about four or so hours after that, as the Moray Firth first came into view, we diverted from our route to the Highlands, to take a peek at the Secret Beach, half an hour away to the east. I held the map … Continue reading 5th March -When no-one else can understand me. When everything I do is wrong.
Film reviews just in – Marty Supreme; Wuthering Heights; Lord of the Flies. 15 Feb, 2026.
The reason I don’t enjoy period films that have a soundtrack of music which is yet to come for the age in which they are set, is not entirely about the jarring incongruity of the moment the music kicks in; nor is it that the generation below me has now come of age, and is … Continue reading Film reviews just in – Marty Supreme; Wuthering Heights; Lord of the Flies. 15 Feb, 2026.
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