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Cricket’s Saddest Day!
When I heard the other day that Phillip Hughes, the Australian batsman, had been seriously injured by a bouncer, I was quite shocked but, naively it turns out, glad it seemed that he had got to hospital to be treated in time. When we hear of sports star badly injured, because of advancement in medical procedure, we just assume a predictable miracle. In this case, it appears that those who saw him hit the floor knew he was effectively dead on ...
The Joys of a First Aid Course
I don't know why, but whenever I go on courses I always feel a tremendous sense of isolation in the build up. I think this because once taken I am out of the comfort zone of my chosen peers, my confidence evaporates and I start feeling an overwhelming sense that I am about to make a fool of myself. I think this stems back to the first ever course I went on as a naive 22 year old sales rep for Manders Paints when I made the mistake of going on ...
Happy Facebook Day
Well, I have to say, it was nice to receive so many Facebook messages yesterday wishing me a happy birthday. If you were one of the 54 who did so, thank you, birthdays and cards become less relevant as the years pass by so, to be reminded that I am now almost twenty years past my physical peak is obviously a nice thing. Also, which one has to say, is a great thing about Facebook, many of these warm hearted posts that featured the words ...
Poppy Fascism Draws to a Close
One thing that came to my attention last weekend was the need for Wigan Athletic winger, James McLean, almost being forced to write a letter to his chairman, Dave Whelan, to explain his reasons for not wearing a football shirt with a poppy embroidered on it. You can read his letter HERE McLean is from Derry, scene of the Bloody Sunday massacre. To display a poppy on a football shirt, in his very honest opinion, would be seen as disresp...
The FA Cup Comes to Basingstoke
Basingstoke became engulfed in FA Cup fever yesterday as a bumper crowd, braving quite hideous conditions, witnessed a hard fought and honest contest where the Dragons were perhaps unlucky not to get the job done at the first time of asking. As we arrived at the ground, the heavens opened so the club bar was an ideal place of refuge and it was in there where I saw so many faces of people I recognised; apparently isn’t just me fed up with ...