This is my 100th blog. It's not going to be very good as there is loads of stuff for me to do but I just want to jot down a couple of things that happened this weekend.

1. I discovered I have a pair of special "Autumn Enhancing" sunglasses. I've got these cheap sunglasses I got at a petrol station that really bring out the reds, browns and yellows in the autumn foliage. I drove back to Oxford at the weekend marvelling at the colours only to lift my glasses for a second and realise that actually they weren't all that. But my sunglasses definately bring out the best in the season. Truly they are "Legends of the Fall"

2. I was down on her majesty's great British seaside this weekend as I went to the Isle of Wight on Saturday to play ice hockey. As I waited for the hovercraft I had some chips on the beach at Southsea (carbo-loading as we high class athletes like to call it). A little boy was dashing around generally on the run from his family. "Chester!, Chester!" they shouted, "Come back!". Chester - what a great name. More Chesters please (pregnant friends take note). Then watching some Greatest-Bands-Of-The-60s-Ever program last night I got the usual shivers hearing Aretha Franklin at her prime. Ouch what a voice. I never realised she sang at MLK's funeral - that must have been quite a moment. And I wondered why aren't more girls called Aretha? If ever there was someone to be named after it's Aretha Franklin. Is it because parents are worried that their daughter will be nicknamed 'Urethra' midway through a fifth form Biology lesson and scarred forever? Maybe.

3. A strange thing happend about halfway through the ice hockey match. Quite without meaning to I found myself quoting M-People lyrics to one of the opposition. You'll be glad to hear I wasn't offering him "One night! One night in heaven". Or even imploring him to "Search for the hero inside". Instead he had really wound me up by moaning to the referee about any minor infraction he experienced. So I called him a "big girl's blouse" and he charged at me; I stole the puck off him and he gave me another shove and as we skated away for some reason I told him:

Take it like a man, baby: if that's what you are!

How queer.