Cold Bananas and Crushes

I went to see Love Song at The Lyric Theatre Hammersmith on Saturday evening and did several gear changes from cynical to curious to mesmerised to bawling crying over the 90 minute show.

My emotions in the theatre moved lot faster than the car did on the way home through the snow, but I was […]

Sad Bananas and Strops

Saw a photo of a sad Andy Murray leaving Wimbledon last night carrying all his gear; bags, bananas, racquets and dirty laundry. He’s only eleven and a half months away from trying again, so I hope he takes heart.

But – if he looked a bit less Napoleon Dynamite might that bring out his inner […]