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It means a bitcoin company is going to do some joint branding with QPR.
They'll use lots of wizzbang power phrases ("explore pioneering ways to bring QPR tokenization onto the blockchain") to persuade gullible mugs to buy a pretend currency whose value has been pumped and who won't discover they've been had until they try to cash in their "investment".
Italy at their cynical worst. They have learned from the men. Score one goal, pack the defence then turn up the shithousery. They got what was coming to them when England equalised in added time.
The Lionesses showed awesome levels of fitness though. Hemp and Russo never stopped. And our Chloe brings a spark of confidence whenever she comes on.
The energy levels they showed to maintain that high press were really exceptional. The Dutch players were strolling about wondering if they would ever get any possession. They looked like a team of 10 Madsens.
If that interview had been delivered by a journeyman manager in Estuary English it would have sounded more like the waffle it is: blah blah ambition, blah intensity...blah passion... blah respect. Pat answers to unimaginative questions.
In a French accent it sounds more meaningful. Like when he said "you 'ave to be 'urmburl".
As a student in Dublin in the 70s the blood bank visited college once a year. It was a straight pint-for-pint swap, blood for Guinness. There was always a queue.
Just got back from there. Sicily has a turbulent history going back to the 8th century BC so many interesting archaeological sites. Another thing that is interesting is the driving. Going from Cefalu to our hotel involved driving up a two-way helter skelter in the dark.
I once got upgraded when flying to New York from Heathrow T4. Walked in to the lounge behind Yoko Ono. She was only there because the Concorde Lounge was being refurbished at the time. So I got bumped up a grade but still only rubbed shoulders with the famous because they were slumming it!
I could happily live out the rest of my life on bread, cheese and wine. Doesn't matter if the cheese is hard or soft, creamy or crumbly, mild or sharp, odourless or rank. I do draw the line at Casu Marzu though.
Let us mourn the demise of Ned Stark, Hand of the King.
All hail Joffrey Baratheon, first of his name, Lord of the Andals and of the First Men, and Ser Loras, who commands the Kingsguard from across the Narrow Sea. We wish them good fortune in their quest for a new Hand.
Pedantry alert! Although the song is credited to the Beatles (and the composition to "Lennon-McCartney"), Yesterday was composed and the original recording played exclusively by Paul McCartney. The rest of the band disliked it. In fact, "Yesterday" is not really a Beatles song.
I always thought - wrongly as it turns out - that the dirt track on stilts over the Hogarth Roundabout was opened by Jayne Mansfield. It was the one over the Chiswick Roundabout a bit further west that she opened, as reported in this dated but charmingly misogynist YouTube clip:
Hard Truths is full on Mike Leigh, who specialises in these bleak domestic dramas. He assembles a cast without having a script, which then emerges through months of rehearsal. The performances are outstanding. Somehow he makes these stories of people's empty lives entertaining and even funny. The man's a genius.
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