WHAT’S ANNOYING HIM
Beans barney means we must all be mad
BEANS – good on a breakfast plate or not?
It shouldn’t really be that controversial but when the question was raised on Facebook earlier this week it was war.
Right-minded people agreed that bullet-like carbs have no place next to your bacon and eggs.
An equally healthy number of lunatics argued that a Full English wasn’t a Full English without everything soaked in bean juice.
One colleague here at Sport Towers ramped it up further by admitting his other half religiously has baked beans with her roast dinner – a sorry intervention that will take months with which to come to terms.
The Facebook thread nudged up some 80 comments as the world and its dog piled in with their views.
Then a mate pointed out how enthusiastic people were to quibble over a relatively nothing matter while ISIS carry on chopping people’s heads off and kids die from Ebola.
Social media is a non-stop river of tragedy and agony that almost invisibly washes over us on its way to the news dustbin.
Yet lob in a beans-ornot hand grenade and the world comes bursting up for air.
Not messed up at all, are we?
THE human budgerigar that is ex-minister Hazel Blears wants spy chiefs to get more recruits from the users of Mumsnet.
If you’re not aware of said website – which isn’t in my bookmarks, either – it’s a place where mums get to, erm, net.
Popular threads amongst this pot of potential secret agents include the pros and cons of a love act that once carried a prison sentence and the merits of keeping a cup of water by your bed for a pre-coital gent’s wash.
And there was me thinking bean juice was nuts!