Sick as a dawg

Lounging in the lounge is something I very rarely get to do. sprawled on the sofa watching movies and eating instant noodles is also something I never usually spend my time doing, especially on a day like today. If it wasn’t for some flu ridden mackem I would be at work, finishing off a big … Continue reading

Oh dear me. She is a dancer?

Sofia Mulanovich was my last hope of believing that you could become an amazing pro female surfer and not get sucked into the sick sponsorship gimmicks. RED BULL? Oh my word, who in their right mind even drinks that nasty stuff? Never mind agreeing to promote it by flouncing around on a bed instead of … Continue reading