It has been said many times before, but the MOBO music awards are a strange phenomenon. They were set up to dish out prizes to MOBO, i.e. Music Of Black Origin. Now, correct me if I'm wrong (and I often am), but in my mind MOBO actually covers 99.9% of current popular music, because a great many styles of modern music stem originally from the blues and so on. However, the MOBO awards certainly do not reflect 99.9% of current popular music. So what's going on here? Would it be incorrect to say that they are actually the Music Made By Black People awards? Which is all well and good because they are a talented bunch, but I don't think that we would ever be able to set up a rival award ceremony called The Whiteys, somehow.
Last night I ended up doing something I never thought would happen to me. Football coaching. That's right, actual football (which is suprising enough), along with some actual coaching! I was rubbish of course, but it was funny watching some of my fellow coaches getting carried away and mowing down a bunch of nine year olds. This was followed by a 'see ya later' meal for Feesey, as his drags himself back to Nottingham.
Poor old Richard Hammond. It looks like his need for speed has finally been his undoing. I hope he recovers swiftly, but will he ever want to get in a fast car again? More to the point, will the BBC ever allow one of their stars to strap themselves into a car that's jet propelled?!
