If only we could go back to circa 78: steel cages separating seething, surging, packed-in mobs of opposing fans, hurling abuse, spit and missiles at one another in the Archers. Fancy dress = doc marten high leg variant boots.
After being subjected to Moulin Rouge once at a mate's place, I think that is high on the list of dreadful movies.
The Colour Purple also tortured me for what seemed like 6 hours once.
Some of the Pierce Brosnan Bond films were utterly execrable.
Bet he wishes he waited a week or 2 for the Leeds job.
Reading's shirts are obscene. Like some northern Rugby league outfits. Thank God we won't have to look at them next season.
Why do you think the Courts have a range of sentences to apply at their discretion for the same offences? For example manslaughter can lead to anything from life in jail to noncustodial sentences. It is because each case is considered on it's own merits and circumstances, taking into account, inter alia, previous offences. How difficult is that to grasp?