Screwed to the sticking place

I’ve finally summoned up the courage to start reading Philip Roth’s The Plot Against America.

It’s been sitting under the bed for the past year or so as I didn’t fancy reading anything too dark.

Old Big-ed…

There’s been quite a lot in the news recently about Brian Clough, what with the release of the film The Damned United and the ?rebuttal? documentary by the Clough family.

This is all well and good, Clough was a great football manager, who specialised in making silk purses out of footballing sow’s ears, except that some of them papers have been running pieces lauding his management style.

Now I was no fan of Derby County (a bit before my time) or Nottingham Forest, but I can remember the great double European Cup winning team of the early 80’s, and from what I can see, Clough’s management style depended on:

  • being strong willed to the point of arrogance
  • ignoring those who disagreed with him
  • being really funny, if rather unpredictable

Now take those attributes that were so lauded in a manager and compare then to ?Fred the Shred?, the much reviled head of RBS.

Yup, they tick off nicely (apart from the being funny one of course). So I’d have thought that qualities that you’d like in your football managers aren’t really applicable to running a large scale financial institution, or indeed any reasonably sized business without falling into a whole heap of trouble.

Cloughie was generally acknowledged to be on the side of the angels when it came to football, I doubt the same could be said of Fred.

Things I thought were bo****ks but turned out not to be #1

This is the first is an occasional series of things that I assumed were complete bo****ks, spouted by vested interests or fanbois but actually turned out to be correct……

#1 Replace the earbuds that come with your MP3 player with a separate one.

An earbud is? just an earbud right ?

I mean that aren’t that big and surely the difference in sound can’t justify shelling out over 50 quid for 2 small bits of plastic and a lump of wire.

Earphones maybe, but not the little buds.

Well, through general hamfistedness, I managed to cut one the earbuds off the one that came with my little iRiver, so I went to Argos and got a set of “not quite the cheapest” earbuds.

Phillips ones I think.

The difference in sound quality was quite amazing.

So while I’m never going to be able to justify shelling out huge sums on such things, I can definately see the wisdom of doing it…