ANYBODY care to back me in a new business venture? Biggest cheers in the London Marathon were reserved for the six Masai tribesmen who ran in shoes made from old car tyres. How ingenious.
"Very comfortable," swore the men from Tanzania, "much better than trainers". And cheaper. Would a shop called Retyred, staffed by open-all-hours Masai work in Princes Street? For sure, it wouldn't look out of place when you see what's already there.
We have mountains of discarded car tyres, so I'm looking for funding from Tom Farmer and Tom Hunter to get this shop up and running. By the way, this last-a-lifetime footwear comes complete with a pump and bicycle repair kit.
Playing dumb My jaundiced Jambo chums, further disillusioned to hear Hearts are prepared to welcome back snivelling Romanian "starlet" Dumitru Copil, 18, who left Tynecastle in a sulk a month ago and, homesick, went back home to mummy.
Where's Hearts' dignity? Down the pan, like so much of its pride. No player used to be bigger than the club. Should Dumb wot's-is-name get back into Gorgie, skelp his bum and send him packing back to mother with his Smarties.
Brown and out There would be blood. Or, rather, bad blood in a "heated" meeting down at nippy Newcraighall, debating the future of the local Miners Club (decamped across the road to the Bowling Club and for sale).
David Brown, one-time controversial politician and Edinburgh city councillor, has been deposed as chairman after 30 years. That's even longer than Mugabe's cling to power. Countless major showbiz names played the club during his reign.
I understand, though, that "the Broon", unavailable for comment, will remain on the committee, now under the chairmanship of Gary Swain. Gentlemen, best of order, please!
Afterwords.. . . . I've long suspected there had to be something odd about close-to-perfection George Clooney. He has come out of the closet to reveal he has a passion for curling. Something he'd swept under the carpet. Incidentally, they're saying George's new movie is a stinker.
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