Sporty sketches
It’s ski season!
The slopes are full of people whizzing about with no thought for health & safety and the hospitals are full of people with broken arms and legs. continue reading →
I say “Anyone for tennis?” They say “I’d rather eat my own head!”
The sun came out for three minutes this week and the nation's thoughts turned immediately to: those 80s ankle socks with the little pom pom on the back, jolly afternoons whacking a green ball directly into (rather than over) the net and chimpanzees scratching their bottoms on court. Yep, it's tennis season! To butter up the opposition, Sweeting's Greetings salutes these two sporting stoics: Kazmeister Woolland - who's always happy to turn up and thrash me 6 games to nil, whatever the weather - and Emilio Whiteheadster who joined me on court for…continue reading →
