Pea souper

I heard on the radio this morning that Andy Murray (the finest wrong-mouthed gurner to emerge from Dunblane since George Robertson moved there) has apparently been toughening up his girly hands by submerging them in big jars of pickled onions for hours at a time.

That is some Roy-of-the-Rovers style training for sure. What revelation next? Has Tough-of-the-Track been appointed as Murray's dietician and told him to eat three portions of fish and chips (with a garnish of Woodbines) every day? Has he been seen out on the town with Minnie the Minx?

Respect.



Track of the day: 
Flim - Aphex Twin