Thanks to my new friend Noisy who posted a reply to my last effort, writes our Grumpy Old Man Bill McCarthy.

Clearly he, or she, thinks footballers are an altruistic bunch -  modern day Mother Theresas if you like -  and maybe some are, so it’s a shame their reputation is tarred with selfish, childish and sometimes criminal behaviour from  what is a significant minority of young millionaires..

He/she also disputes the clear  fact that men don’t buy into feminist-inspired propaganda like ‘man flu’ and not being able to multi-task.

Well, Noisy, I speak from personal experience and many men do buy into it. I have heard many a male colleague being pc and right-on with female colleagues saying he has had man flu.

So deeply ingrained has this insidious nonsense into their psyche,  these blokes say it almost with pride.

The fact is most men show pretty impressive stoicism when it comes to illness. They might look a bit sorry for themselves at times, but at least they don’t drone on endlessly about their maladies while you lose the will to live.

How often do you want to poke yourself in the eye with a needle, rather  than listen to  groups of women standing around  babbling on about sinuses, sniffles or tickly coughs?

Women say men would  never be able to suffer the agonies of childbirth. No prizes then for stating what is physically obvious. Similarly women will never experience a blow to the crown jewels. At least with childbirth you can breathe.

As for multi-tasking, You would never, (well, hardly ever) see men queueing for shopping, petrol or at a bar, place the purchased items in a bag or on a table, then proceed to hunt through a handbag and then a purse as women do. They then start counting out all the loose change, before remembering something else, while a huge frustrated queue builds up.

Surely they can think of more than one thing at a time? Buy food/petrol/drink, be ready to pay. Simples, as that TV meerkat might say.

I don’t like to make myself too much of a target, but I have to admit I am a bit  of a car fan.

Despite that I detest certain types of  driver – notably the tailgater and even more so these days, White Van Man. These people make themselves as popular as someone dumping a cat in a waste bin.

We have probably all been the victim of a tailgater, usually a pot-bellied, balding, male BMW driver with low self esteem.

These are the morons who are so insecure in their own little world, they get their kicks out of terrorising other, usually female, drivers and are often the cause of accidents with reckless overtaking manoeuvres.

As for White Van Man, their vehicles are now more numerous as car boot sales thankfully begin to wind down.

These gormless knuckle-draggers, usually wearing a woollie hat or back-to-front baseball cap, are quite happy to give a V-sign to the law either by being on the phone or smoking  when in the cab. They are happy to cut up other traffic or play chicken with oncoming motorists by driving in the middle of the road. What a shame they don’t meet tailgaters coming in the opposite direction more often.

As for throwing a cat  in a bin. No animals were permanently hurt in the making of that film and Tiddles or whatever the beast’s name has survived.

A bit of a storm in a wheelie bin I think.