Are we being genuine or not.
In the spirit of ‘the thing I’d like to see banished for ever’ – intolerance. Be it racist, religious, sexist – all forms of intolerance. it’d be so much better if we could all just get along.
In the spirit of Orwell – breaking my fingers. Palms sweating at the thought, but it’s an odd one, because I’ve broken several over the years playing in goal or as a wicketkeeper and it doesn’t particularly bother me in that regard. But having them slowly and deliberately broken as a form of punishment or torture……..
In the Spirit of Frank Skinner’s Room 101. Fast growing spring grass. I cut the bastard stuff at the weekend and it’s already too long again. I like grass, and i like a neatly trimmed garden, and i like the smell of cut grass. I just chuffin’ hate having to cut it myself.