The recent hooha over Irn-Bru being stockpiled by fans desperate to safeguard their favourite drink before a reduced-sugar version comes out has left me reviewing the items I could not live without.
Since the season of mists and mellow fruitfulness has now given way, via the Chancellor of the Exchequer’s first (and last) autumn statement, to a session of giveaways and gloomy forecasting, I have a helpful suggestion to lighten your darkness.
It was Abraham Lincoln who uttered the fantastic phrase all good procrastinators love: “Give me six hours to chop down a tree and I will spend the first four sharpening the axe.”
Being deeply unfestive by nature, you don’t tend to get much in the way of jolly frivolity from me as the nights fair dra’ in and the end-of-year report inevitably looms.
How can Christmas and New Year and all that stressful stuff be just over, Dry January be just starting (for some) and already we’ve got to the first Friday 13 of the year?
Always look on the bright side of life, Eric Idle once sang while hanging on a cross at the end of Monty Python’s Life of Brian.
Last week I threw my ancient and increasingly considerable weight behind our beleaguered young people.
Rules, they say, are meant to be broken.
Never having been noted for his devotion to political correctness, it’s interesting to hear University Challenge quiz master and erstwhile political hatchet man Jeremy Paxman reckons the lack of women in the latter stage of his intellectually rigorous show is down to the fact men simply like quizzes more.
The record books will show that St Johnstone secured what looks like a routine narrow home win on Saturday but the result meant so much more to everyone at the club.