It'S Saturday afternoon - you've just got in the car having been shopping, visiting the family or playing your own football match (which probably didn't go too well - you're muddy, it'S raining and your hands are too cold to use the gear stick). The only thing to bring a ray of sunshine to your day is hearing your team is one up against FC Whoever. 5Live will probably be covering some game of little interest to you. A thrown-in to Fulham? Great. Let us know the scores. Jon Walters down injured? Okay, please let us know the scores. No, I don't care that it's been 12 years since these teams met in the top flight of English football or that Norwich haven't entertained a crowd since 1804. Please just tell us the scores!
9. The Spoon Tipping Over The Yoghurt Pot
When you're trying to be lazy, you don't want that act of laziness to induce more stress than if you just did what you were meant to do in the first place. Enter: The Yoghurt Pot. A fragile design at the best of times, once the anchoring support of the pot's filling has been consumed, its outer shell becomes light and unstable. The bitter-sweet irony of the life of a yoghurt pot post feeding, is that it has neither the gumption nor the power to support an integral part of its own being - the spoon. As a result, trying to leave it on any flat surface becomes frustrating and in no way aesthetically pleasing. It stares at you, tipped over and ugly until you can't stand the torment anymore and get up to put it in the bin.