I don’t think enough has been made of the stone cold genius of referencing both “When I was a young boy” and the most famous speech about making history in foreign parts in all of English literature. #cpfc @ultrascpfc

This is Steve Coppell. He's 70 years old and played for Tranmere Rovers, Manchester United and England. nytimes.com/athletic/6911014… He spent the first few years of his professional career studying at Liverpool University — effectively a part-time footballer. He even played for commerce and economics in the university's inter-department league on Wednesday afternoons while playing for #MUFC at the weekend! "It would never happen now," he says. He went on to become one of the best wingers in the English game before his career was ended by injury — initially caused by a horror tackle in a World Cup qualifier against Hungary in 1981. Devastated at having to hang up his boots at 28, he considered going back to college but was unexpectedly being offered the manager's job at Crystal Palace. He went on to have an outstanding managerial career, particularly with #CPFC and Reading. He still likes to watch Palace, but also enjoys going to watch non-league sides like Chipstead, Dorking Wanderers and Merstham. "When you’ve lived your life around Saturday 3pm, it’s hard to break away from that,” he says.

There was a time when Twitter was like this a lot more. What a good question.

Good local vibes. COYP!

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We are so naive about digitisation. Its most dangerous characteristic is playing to our desire for things to be easy.

Who knows the Fate of the hornist?

Nope. Can’t do it. Can no longer listen to @BBCRadio3 re-named Classical Mixtape. I really have tried over the last couple of weeks but those dreadful interruptions from continuity announcers putting on ‘cool’ voices just spoil what used to be a seamless half-hour. Reconsider?

As classical music journalists, if we're only talking to the top names (and probably finding them, in all sincerity, quite charming) we're not doing our job and might be part of the problem. Talk to the back-desk violinists, the exhausted librarians, the office interns on £17k.

Over breakfast one morning Suzanne Heywood’s father announced that they were swapping their home in England for a new one out at sea. But what she thought would be a great adventure turned out to be a decade-long nightmare bbc.in/3WXNumS

“At the age of 22, Jay crossed continents, slept in an attic and earned 40 pounds a week playing non-league football in England....but two years later he was playing in the Premier League.” Inspiring presentation by ⁦@Mobeen_Azhar⁩ Do listen 🎧 bbc.co.uk/sounds/play/w3ct4q…

When you find out you’re going to have a baby, you get a lot of advice. Unfortunately, most of it sucks. Here is the straight talk parenting advice I wish I had received:

Best lost opera chorus in the World Cup is the Mexican anthem — the big number in the town square as the villagers stream in to join the hero and the recruiting sergeant’s party and the bar staff get ready for the interval.

Anyone left here? Instructive reading.

A sound world in which to take refuge.

'in this world where false information flies about planet at the speed of light, then the skills of the historian are more nec than ever because the historian teaches us to ask who is telling me this, can I trust them.. why do they want me to believe this?' Hilary Mantel, 2017.

A joyous night with @divinecomedyhq and as always, the potential to be floored by the tune you didn’t expect to do that to you

The proof of this is that, like the miraculously-preserved body of a dead saint, this film is as fresh as a daisy 37 years on.

Arts Management, up. Arts themselves, down.

Overheard through the door: "It's a bookshop, what do you want to go in there for? What is wrong with you today?!" I look out indignantly and see a woman talking to her dog...