I have hair, which I sometimes get cut. And this week, that meant talking about football.
I am dumb. A plodder. Terminally middlebrow. Incurably unintellectual. I know this, and I made peace with it a long time ago.
Every now and then, the media will fuss about Oxbridge. Usually it’s in response to…
The more I write these things, the more I realise that I’ve only got about four basic articles in me…