why_i_hate_christmas_jumpers

I’ve always hated Christmas jumpers. It’s one of those tedious habits adopted by the middle class that seems to gain momentum annually. Men are the usual offenders, using the Christmas jumper as just another excuse to draw attention to their otherwise beige and bland lifestyle...

naomicampbell

Any healthy society needs elements that refuse to behave, that don’t follow the rules, ignore what is expected, or what is required. It’s the punk ethos that we celebrate and scorn in equal measure. In a modern sense being a supermodel epitomises the punk, a self obsessed...

1. Receipts Don’t bother putting these in your wallet, they will add unnecessary clutter and make you look like a self employed builder, nobody wants that. You’ll end up taking your wad of receipts home and dumping them on the side in that pile of clutter that gets...

I’d always been of the opinion that blokes who drove about in tarted up hatch backs were idiots. Spotty cap wearing hood rats who tear about any suburban town centre in under powered cars, those originally designed for their mothers to park on the zigzags during the school...

As a bloke I don’t indulge in retail therapy that much, I like to buy clothes, books, gadgets and the occasional set of lego, but I’m not over the top with buying for the sake of it. I usually buy stuff that sells itself, which usually means branded products that I like...

I was looking around online earlier and came across this great picture of Bernard Hinault and Greg Lemond settling their differences at the top of Alpe d’Huez during the 1986 Tour de France. It’s a defining moment in Tour history, a truly inspiring image and a tribute to...

This is a fantastic picture, and one of my favourite images of the last few years. Even if you’ve been living in Mongolia since the turn of the century and don’t recognise them, they look like the sort of people you’d like know, right? Look at Joe Calzaghe, with...

The first cycling shirt I ever had was the back and white Peugeot strip from in the early eighties, I must have been about 10 or 11 at the time and it was probably a Christmas present from Mum and Dad. I remember clearly that just like the shirt worn by the French professional team,...

At first I thought the new advertising campaign for Apple Mac, featuring Mitchell and Webb from Peep Show, was just slightly amusing. Then I realised that I was laughing not at the characters, but at the utter stupidity of the content on display. I honestly thought we’d got...

We went round our friends Becky and Roger last night, they live north of the river in Turnpike Lane, a world of proper kebab houses and gigantic pubs. It was a great evening of lager, Champagne and Wild Boar sausages, topped off by a nice little drive around the North Circular. Mandy...