Designers of multi-story car parks need a rethink. For the life of me I can’t understand why they insist on building them with high kerbs? Every time you go in one, no matter how carefully you drive, you manage to scuff your bumper or wreck your wheels. Also, do they take some kind of perverse pleasure in seeing people strain every inch of their body to try and reach the ticket machine from the driver’s seat without having the embarrassment and inconvenience of taking off their seat belt? And let’s not forget they’re ridiculously expensive.
TRP verdict: Park yourself in Room 101.
2. Crusty Baguettes
You can do yourself some serious damage with a French baguette. I’m partial to a ploughman’s but the crusty top can take the skin right off the roof of your mouth if you’re not careful, making it painful to eat or drink anything hot for the remainder of the day. You really shouldn’t have to worry about these things. I suppose tuna mayo is the least painful option as it has a bit of moisture.
TRP verdict: You should have put in pain au chocolat!
3. Freddie Flintoff – The Pro Boxer
As much as we all admire Freddie for what he achieved on the cricket field I can’t believe for one moment that he and his people considered he could make it as a pro boxer following his fight. For me it was like he didn’t really appreciate the art and skilling of boxing and what it requires. I know boxers who would hurt him and they’re not even heavyweights. You can’t just finish one sport, pick up another and expect to learn it in such a short space of time. I’m not knocking him training hard, but anyone can do that if you’ve got a camera on you. While we’re at it you could put Carl Froch in there too because his chat is so poor. I can’t wait to see George Groves get the result he deserves in their rematch.
TRP verdict: Handbags at dawn, eh? Seconds out, you’re in.