1. Trilby Hats
Now I’m no Fashionista but there is something about the trilby hat that irks me. This could be down to my well-endowed chin that is not conducive to hat wearing, or the fact that often you see people wearing the hat hanging off the back of their heads with a rogue tuft of hair on show. I guess this is the fashionable thing to do but to me it looks ridiculous. Ever since the rise of Olly Murs it’s an element of fashion I simply can’t get on board with.
TRP verdict: Without going down the tit-for-tat route, we’re rather partial to a trilby.
2. Night games
An evening should be for three things: sleeping, Horlicks drinking and ‘socialising’. Now I know that there is pressure from broadcasters etc. etc., but I really do not appreciate the excessive amount of lurking about that goes on throughout the day of a night game. For one, you eat unusual amounts of food to ready yourself for a 20:00 kick off, but worse than that I end up having to pretend to be interested in Ashton and Strettle’s yarn-spinning all day. To finish it all off, I can’t see a thing…probably the main reason as to why I drop so many balls!
TRP verdict: Sorry, we’re going to be late night party-poopers.
3. Tube etiquette
As a passionate resident of London I love to regularly frequent the sightseeing haunts the capital has to offer. The first step in this process is hopping on the Bakerloo line at Maida Vale. So there I am, enjoying my tube journey on my way to London Bridge and all set to smash some of the capital’s finest coffee shops in Borough Market, when I come across my main bone of contention: people trying to get on the tube before others have disembarked. The whole event turns into a pushing contest. If I’d have wanted to do that I’d have become a forward! To be honest any disregard for common courtesy on public transport – like not offering your seat to the elderly – really grinds my gears.
TRP verdict: You’re on the fast track to Room 101.