Erm, ar, too?

I was going to offer to to sell my car to Fred the Shed but I don’t suppose he can afford rash purchases now that he’s given up part of his pension deal. How’s he going to manage?

Now I’m not sure what to do with my old beast. Hardly a day goes by when there isn’t a new rumble, whine, graunch or squeak. Do I take the the king’s shilling and cube it or give it away and scratch around Arthur Daley’s?

Scrappage or package? What d’you reckon?

PS. I’ve added Matt’s new website to the blogroll… home-made in Sutton, and really rather swish: Matt’s site here

Back by popular demand

…. well OK two of you. I’ve been busy like hell, honest.

I too am pleased Denmark are doing well. Who could forget the night of that Euro triumph in the Bricklayer’s Arms (alas, now a block of flats). I have fond memories of that hostelry.

Here’s a talking point for you though. I enjoyed seeing us put six past Andorra – sort of. Now normally I subscribe to the Brit cultural tendency of supporting the underdog and celebrating the gems that lie in diversity. Er, except when it comes to bloody Andorra. What a waste of time. Do they deserve to compete with the larger footballing nations? Of course. Should they be allowed to mix it in the World Cup qualifiers? Sure, why not. Do we love an upset? Absolutely – as long as it’s not us being embarrassed.

But what the hell is the point of staying in your own half defending for 90 minutes and then kicking the ball away when the opposition accidentally loses possession? I think we should refuse to play these principalities until they publicly declare and promise that they really will endeavour to score a goal. If they aren’t going to make a decent fist of it I don’t think we should bother either.

Seriously though, I think Robert Green touched the ball twice last night, and one of those was a back pass. Fifa really needs to have a look at it.

Late breaking news: The pouting peacock is off to Real Madrid for 80 million smackers. Cheerio, don’t slam the door on your way out.