Football Racket

[Expensive football at Tesco]EXPLOITATION. That’s all it is really.

With the summer apparently due any time now, I decided I would buy a football as a gift. Imagine my horror to see that footballs are for sale in my local Tesco supermarket at £20 each!

Yes! Twenty Pounds Sterling. Click on the picture to enlarge and see the price tag.

[More expensive balls at Tesco]This is unbelievable. I searched for cheaper footballs, and found some at £17.00 — three quid cheaper — why?

Most of the more expensive ones did not appear to have any branding or designer logos, and they weren’t made of leather or pigskin with an inner tube or anything fancy. Nope. these balls were straightforward plastic footballs with a valve — how can the price be justified?

Most of what you get for your money is air! Plastic and air for twenty quid! five balls for £100! Fifty balls for a grand. This is madness!

  • I really pity parents – especially single-parents; it must be so much more expensive to raise children nowadays compared with when I was growing up. We could buy a football with pocket money, but with a ball costing around £20.00, one has to ask how much pocket money do they get?

To be frank, I was expecting a football for boys to kick about the park to cost about a pound — maybe even as high as £3 or £4 for something branded or fancy in some way — but I was not prepared for the shock of £20.00! What a money-spinning racket!

Things are certainly getting worse! Needless to say, I didn’t bother buying that football — I would have had to pay it up in instalments!


Selling Ourselves

English Tourist Board approved London Ad 2008


This is how the Capital of the UK is being sold abroad just now. The worldwide advertising shows a shirtless, jean-wearing, white skinhead male, urinating into a china teacup. He has the St George’s Cross painted on his back, tattoos and he has pulled down his red trouser supports (braces or suspenders).

Now, apart from wondering what this means, what makes the tourist board believe that this image will generate a rush of tourists to London?

I am sorry to pee on their parade for I really do think that this ad will make people stay away! Mind you tea made with London’s hard water does take a bit like recycled sewage!

At the end of the day, though, things are getting worse when this sort of thing is acceptable as representing our country, history and culture. I personally find it offensive simply because it is gratuitous; there is really no need for anyone to be engaged in toilet activities on billboards – are they taking the piss?

Smells Fishy


There has been a long tradition of sexy advertising, and I have to say that most of it doesn’t bother me in the slightest. Maybe I have become case-hardened, numbed to it all over the years, the fact is I really am not such a prudish old frump that I can relate to Mary Whitehouse.

Ill judged thumb in viagra-fish billboardingHaving said that, I hate it when it crosses the line into bad taste (such as in Gutter Press of 13 March 2008), and now — look at the pictures of a street sign or sales board found at the fish market in Glasgow (as ever simply double click on the image to enlarge for a better view). It seems that the idea is to suggest that fish is better than “Viagra” — the well-known drug prescribed for men with sexual dysfunction. “Viagra — who needs it?”

However, it shows a grinning fisherman in a yellow hat and coat (sou’wester) in an amorous embrace with a grinning fish. He has rosy cheeks, either from exertion or embarrassment. The word “Viagra” is prominent and pointed at too. The position of the thumb is right about the word “Viagra”, and is quite easily taken for a penis. In fact I would go so far as to suggest that this is the intention!

So it would seem that the people behind this object were hoping to dupe the passer-by into reading the message by making it seem as if the sign was for Viagra to help give impotent men an erection. This is disgusting in itself, but the relationship of the man with the fish really has me lying awake at night now.

Contrary to the intention to sell fish as a rival to Viagra, I am now resolved never to buy fish again as a result of what lonely fishermen may have got up to on those long nights off shore with their enhanced sex drives.

Ill judged? You bet! Not fit for display on public streets where children can see it? Certainly! Another example of lowering standards and how things are getting worse? Absolutely!

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