Lee Trundle’s smile after Swansea’s victory (in the Sunday Pub League Final played at, of all places, Cardiff) couldn’t be any wider without fracturing his jaw. But what I love about this story most is the following statement by Swansea FC’s chairman, Huw Jenkins: ‘Maybe it was a heat-of-the-moment thing’ Possibly, but given Lee Trundle had gone to the trouble of getting a T-shirt printed with a cartoon depicting a person urinating over a Cardiff shirt, that seems a little unlikely. ...

On the return flight from Newcastle to Heathrow, I was sitting behind a family who were lucky enough to be going to Sydney, Australia for a holiday. I was immediately behind two young lads (8 and 6). Obviously both were very excited at flying for the first time. They were excited when we pushed back, they were nervous when we accelerated down the runway and they were delirious when we left the ground. ...

Or, in my case: Hello BMI, Goodbye BA. Last Monday, my flight to Newcastle was cancelled and the later one was delayed. When I re-booked at Ticket Sales, I asked whether I could make use of the business lounge as a gesture for the inconvenience caused by the delay. Ticket Sales said that might be possible and to ask at Fast Bag Drop. Fast Bag Drop said that might be possible and to ask in the Business Lounge. ...

Some people might have expected the clock on an expensive Sony digital car radio to automatically switch into British Summer Time. However, they would be wrong and I will now be forced to try to remember the location of the fine manual.

I thought this was simply hilarious. Thank goodness, he captured a screenshot for prosperity.

The streets of the fine city of Newcastle were gridlocked on Monday. Locals despaired as their normal 20 minute commute took 3 hours 40 minutes due to a series of unfortunate events. A public sector strike (against pensions) closing the Metro and a tunnel under the Tyne. An attention-seeking individual pretending he wanted to end his life by jumping off a lofty bridge which meant the closure of the bridge, more traffic chaos and 57 social workers being summoned. Another (suspicious) fire in the city. I owe my eternal gratitude to my taxi driver who meekly suggested that I might like to consider walking 10 minutes (instead of sitting for a further 90 minutes with the meter running) back to my hotel. ...

Rapidly approaching the point when I will no longer send amusing emails to my ‘Personal’ email alias but will instead send a permalink to everyone on my ‘Personal’ email alias. But then again, I only have two friends.

Two days early. Please, please tell me that this is two days early.

The primary DNS server at Malmaison went down earlier this evening for two hours so I called reception and uttered the following question: ‘Ou est l’InterWeb, si’l vous plait ? The kind lady replied ‘Whay ya say, InterWeb down, aye - we know like, Ha’way. Do you want a canny bag o’ Tudor as compensation, bonny Lad ?’

Tom Kyte has some favourite quotes so here are some of mine. Are you still doing what you did 5 years ago ? Yeah ? Well, don’t make a career out of it ? (Mark. E. Smith) All over Battersea, some hope and some despair (Morrissey) As she parts her greying hair, voices on the stair (The Chameleons) Every twenty minutes on the Appalachian Trail, Katz and I walked further than the average American walks in a week (Bill Bryson) ...