My particular beef (or should that be chicken?) is aimed at the popular restaurant chain Nando’s. The boys love going down to Nando’s for a bite to eat because we get discounted food that’s reasonably healthy without the need for a long wait. But I just think it’s kind of weird that you’re asked to pay 15 pence for Piri Piri salt when you’ve already spent the best part of 20 quid on a meal.
Perhaps I should start charging when the boys come around to my house for a bite to eat.
TRP verdict: Pinch yourself, not the salt…you’re in.
2. Scrabble abusers
As well as being able to cook a pretty decent rack of lamb, roast potatoes and green veg I also pride myself on having a decent vocabulary, which lends itself nicely to a good game of Scrabble. I’m not that competitive but it really annoys me when someone you’re playing against lazily piggy-backs a really long word by pluralising it or adding the suffix ‘ed’. One of my better words, off the top of my head, was ‘saliva’ as it had a triple letter and triple word score as well.
TRP verdict: Bet you drooled over that one. After consulting dictionary corner…you’re in again.
3. Selfish ball-carriers
My rugby-related pet hate is focused on greedy ball carriers that take the ball up and cut off your running line in the process. This usually stems from a player wanting to get into the game regardless of better ball carrying options being available elsewhere. Rugby is a team game and should be played as such. Everyone loves getting their hands on the ball but doing what’s best for the team should always be the overriding priority.
TRP verdict: What a carry on, you’re out.