The Old Man And The Si

What a men’s final. I’m not the world’s biggest tennis fan, but that was incredible. Seeing Nadal beating Federer was like watching an angler land a very large fish. He kept reeling him and before finally pulling him into the net. Yeah, that kind of works. Maybe the Federer era is now over.

I almost want more Wimbledon, but then I know matches like that don’t grow on trees. I am a sport fan, though. I’ll watch a few things and it’s a nice way to pass the time. It’s a shame that England we’re in Euro 2008, but it would have been a differed blend of shame if we had been.

The other big sporting event to take us up to the Olympics is the Tour De France. Cycling is something of a religion in France, whereas to most of us religion is something like cycling. By that I mean it’s easier than running, it probably does you some good and it’s appealing when you’re going downhill.

Yes, over the weekend we saw people dressed in white battling it out in a traditional competition while their female counterparts agued that they should have equal status.

I’m talking or course of the Church Of England’s annual meeting, the General Synod. I’m not sure what a Synod actually is. When it’s written down it looks like it stands for something. You know, like Nato or Noraid or Opec. Synod.

Saintly Youth, Not Of Devils

Satan – You’re No One’s Deity

Sunday! You’re Never Over Dressed

But no, it’s kind of a governing body for the church where they discuss burning issues, like which kindling to use on heretics.

No, only joking. I mean church matters. Wine vs actual blood, do bagels send out the wrong message or should we stick to scones, can we really trust women – that kind of thing.