Was thoroughly unconvinced last season but thought he needed the benefit of doubt for the mess he inherited.
Was warming to him because of how he was getting the fans onside earlier in this season, but still had concerns that we were not playing very well.
Been a firm no from me since mid-December - probably the Bristol Rovers game. A combination of lack of system, style of play, and poor use of substitutes.
Can't blame it all on Evans, because objectively I think we are only a striker away from having the best squad in the division. Lambert has to carry the responsibility for our performance week to week - the only lever Evans has to influence our performances is to sack the manager.
Danny Wallace started out as a side kick to Dave Gorman and pretty much copied his idea of taking quirky bets to the extreme...except Gorman is much funnier and a better writer. Most of these were both books and TV series.
I would recommend the following four from Gorman: - Are you Dave Gorman? (a good read, but the accompanying TV show was funnier) - Googlewhack Adventure (probably the best book) - Versus the rest of the World (interesting more than funny) - America Unchained (my favourite of his concepts - can you drive from one side of the US to the other without patronising a single chain store/hotel/restaurant/petrol station - turned into an award winning documentary film)
Also endorse the John O'Farrell suggestion earlier in the thread
Was going to say the same. I worked just off Oxford St for six years and had to walk back to and from Tottenham Court Rd tube station every day to the office...so many mindless cretins who would slowly walk up and down the pavement and then randomly stop for no reason!!
So many to choose from, but I can't split these three:
- Cauliflower - great in any form but with cheese sauce and crispy bacon we are talking food of the gods
- A fresh corn, still on the cob, wrapped in foil and barbecued so some of the kernels are charred, served with a large wedge of butter
- Sprouts - I've always loved them, but thanks to Gordon Ramsay we tried his recommendation of cutting them in half and steaming them a few years ago (as previously mentioned) - managed to convert my wife, two kids and my niece who all now love them having previously despised them (it turns out my mother and father in law come from the boil everything for ten minutes school of cooking - so my wife hated most vegetables until she tried them properly cooked - broccoli, sprouts, asparagus and cabbage especially)
Some odd views on here, with my absolute favourite vegetables being nominated as the worst (Sprouts, Broad beans and Beetroot).
As with most food it depends how it's cooked (or what it's like in raw form). My least favourite food item is a raw tomato - but most things I eat have cooked tomato in them (although for the purposes of this thread I'm assuming everyone has classified tomatoes as a fruit because there is no way there could be this many responses and no one calling out raw tomatoes as the work of Satan).
On that basis the following can be either delightful or awful depending on how they are prepared:
- Okra: Lovely if only lightly pan fried, inedible sludge if cooked for more than a minute or two
- Parsnip: Roasted I find them quite unpleasant, but as a puree they are lovely
- Peppers: Lovely in a chilli or curry, but I'm not a fan of raw pepper
- Celery and Fennel: Not a fan of either raw, but as a basis for soups or just lightly braised they are both transformed into something very lovely
Which for me leaves only one vegetable that I can't stand in any form - the Aubergine - quite horrendous whichever way it is served
I was the cellar man at the Tap for 5-6 months in 1993. Which didn't really amount to much other than lugging barrels around because the head brewer was the one who maintained the lines and tested the beer 2-3 times a day.
But the experience got me a job when I went to Uni - which in turn is how I met my wife in 1995 - we worked in the same pub together at Uni.
I personally think that Liverpool c87-89 with Barnes, Houghton, Beardsley and Aldridge is their best team - a shame that their fans had ensured that team wouldn't get to play in Europe. Their 5-0 thrashing of Nottm Forest (who were second at the time) was as close to the most perfect performance I've ever seen.
Such a shame Barnes couldn't replicate his club form for England - there were times that season when he was unplayable.
I was 21 when I was mugged. A group of five blokes surrounded me in a dark park that I was taking a short cut through. Shouted at me to 'empty my pockets' - my response was 'f*** off' and I gave the one in my face a shove...then took quite a beating.
Stupid bravado really because all I had on me was a student ID and the old walkman. Didn't even have a fiver in my pocket.
Now (as a 45 year old) I think I would probably give them everything and curl up in a ball on the floor - although I probably wouldn't be taking a shortcut at night through an unlit park with no-one around.
I worked in a student pub in Leeds in the early 90s whilst at the Uni. Like most student pubs it had a handful of regulars who weren't students, but were 'mates' of the landlord.
Although the landlord was quite laid back, three or four of these regulars were proper Leeds nutters. One - who went by the name of 'Scum' - was covered head to toe, including face, neck etc. in tattoos (this being a time before half of Under-30s year olds were covered in tattoos). To the staff he was lovely but if any student in the pub got a bit boisterous he would go over and have a quiet word - and nine times out of ten the said boisterous student would quietly finish their drink and leave. The one out of ten who tried to start something would quickly wish they hadn't...
...then one day I got mugged on the way into the pub by a gang who were causing quite a bit of trouble locally. Was a bit bruised and battered when I got to the pub so all the locals looked after me, cleaned me up and then proceeded to buy me enough drinks to sink a small army. The moment I knew I was out of my depth was when Scum (who had disappeared for half an hour) beckoned me over to a quiet corner of the pub, gave me a small bag and said I would be welcome to borrow it for a couple of weeks. I open the bag and inside was a small handgun.
Not sure what came out of me the quickest...the polite refusal or the air escaping between my buttocks!!!
1: A bit left field, but after years of debate about whether Gerrard and Lampard could play together, the answer for a short time was - yes they can - with Hargreaves as holding mid behind them. The idea of him tucking in behind Charlton and Gazza to free them up is for me perfect.
2: Forget Rooney, he was/is a flat track bully. Kane has scored a goal every 126 minutes in England colours, Rooney scores less than a goal every two games. The only player close to Kane for that level of scoring is Greaves who is on the bench - mainly due to me only knowing Greavesy as an incoherent loon on 80s soccer coverage rather than a prolific player.
3: Barnes on this list because he was my favourite player during the late 80s and for the virtue of scoring England's greatest ever goal
Even if I reflect on the reasons given by three family members I know voted for leave, it is clear that people voted to leave for different reasons.
Let's start with the easy one. My blatantly racist uncle who was obnoxiously loud about his reasons for wanting to leave because it would mean less 'darkies' in town (yes as well as being racist, he's also unbelievably stupid - not that I'm suggesting a correlation between ignorance/idiocy and racism - although I suspect there is one)
Then there's my Dad. A boomer who resents his taxes being spent on 'new roads in Malta' and 'moving parliament between Brussels and Strasbourg monthly at great expense'. He's probably more of the 'life was better in my day, so let's see if we can recapture our glory days as a nation' type of brexit numpty.
Then there's my cousin. 27 years old, very average education, made redundant in 2014 and hadn't worked for two years before the vote. He simply voted because he thought the status quo was rubbish and wanted to vote for a change. He's the one out of the three of them I have most sympathy for and the only one who I think presents a rational argument that I can understand. He also hates his Dad's (my Uncle's) racism and it has caused a big falling out between them since the vote.
It works both ways though. If I take three family members who voted to remain, they each had different reasons: 1) A pro-globalist who works in London and works across Europe 2) A project fear acolyte who thought if the majority of experts were right then it was sensible to remain 3) Someone who has marched against fascism before and who worried that a vote for brexit would see xenophobia legitimised in the eyes of many
As someone who lives in Australia and has recently become a citizen, I'm conflicted about managed migration. Instinctively it feels wrong to me, but what it has succeeded in doing is keeping unemployment down at very low levels for decades. The policy also has it's roots in a White Australian migration policy about 60 years ago that was truly abhorrent.