Albert Tatlock

I had a 'coq sportif' track suit years ago, at an age when it provoked sniggers. I think they still kit out the French team. Certainly the most famous French sports brand.

First time I ever clapped eyes on Wilco. It was shown on the BBC years ago. I had interests in Guthrie and BB. Bingo!

Was it still popular when Sampras was playing? My interest waned before that when power became dominant over artistry. Federer has some fantastic strokes I will admit, but just watching McEnroe (post early brat years) or Nastasie doing subtle things with the head of the racket as the shots were played was sublime. And the heads of the rackets were so much smaller! And people like Connors and Nastiasie seemed to have much more fun on court. That's a general change in most sports I suppose.

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"The link between France and cockerels stems back to Roman times when France was known as Gaul - which is similar to gallus, the Latin word for cockerel. This play on words meant that over time France came to be represented by a cockerel. In the Middle Ages French coins were engraved with cockerels and the symbol was adopted by the leaders of the French Revolution in 1789. Napoleon introduced the symbol of an eagle but the masses missed their cock and it was duly reintroduced in the 19th century. During World War I the cockerel became a symbol of French courage and readiness to fight to the de

Martina Navratilova does not seem to remember much Czech. But she said "Hello" to me half an hour ago.

I bought the LA album when it first came out. ANGEL COME HOME, LADY LYNDA, SUMAHAMA - all OK for me. And, Here Comes The Night (bom) is so dodgy as to be almost funny. They should have included a free chest wig and medallion with each album.

Well, possibly more understanding of exactly why the red mist descended what with the illness. Still best to have waited until after the final whistle (maybe France having won even better), then laid him out properly. Revenge is a dish best served cold and all that ... "I've got the passion but no idea of tactics - I'd be like a black Kevin Keegan." Ian Wright stakes his claim for the England managers job.

Watt light? Great series of reviews by the way

The usual sign of a bad injury is that the player doesn't wriggle very much. That's what's so farcical about most of it.

Do you refer to Arkansas Traveller? That's a great album. Also the first time I heard a note played made by JT - though I didn't know it at the time. I arrived there via the similar connection to the Hothouse Flowers.

BBC, via Zidane's agent apparently, was saying unspecified comment regarding his mother. Zidane didn't tell his agent exactly what it was. The thing is, he must have had alot of sledging before. You only have to go to a park and watch a pub side to hear all that goes on. Don't know why he would snap with all his experience. Still I say: should have got him in the head. Just once I would like to see an Italian who is actually injured. It might improve the acting skills of the rest of the team to see the real thing first hand.

Euro 2008!

A piece on his old mucker. On Keith Richards website you can listen to him answering fans questions. Some of the answers are in the expected slurred out there fashion, and quite funny.

It's just typical of the modern game - can't even hit the head with a head butt. Come back Norman Hunter, Chopper Harris, all is forgiven!

For the Lennon/McCartney songs, and I remember watching her TV shows with affection. It wasn't this one, but something like it, in about 1982. On vinyl for the purists!

Novelist Don DeLillo and rock writer Greil Marcus discuss his enduring mystique

Shopping trip. Always expect the unexpected!

He also owns Spartak Moscow, or one of the Moscow teams. The Chelsea training grown is a couple of miles away from where I live. John Terry has been seen in the local Pizza Express.

It has been known I like the slobby brother (or is it brother in law) - once a great turn on Coronation Street (a dustman lodger of Stan and Hilda Ogden - I have not watched Coronation Street since those days. All soaps are now convoluted incest and murder plots, rather than just a bit of gossip down the Rovers Return). The Ogdens house was just like my grandparents in Grangetown. Clouds of tobacco smoke in the back room, and World of Sport horseracing on the TV. Also, Geoffrey Hughes was the voice of Paul McCartney in Yellow Submarine. Speaking of comedies and soaps. Wendy Richards (the

No, thanks, that's all interesting stuff!

I'm hoping that everyone has seen it by now. It is brilliant.