@spendius,
A quite funny thing happened to me just a little while ago.
I was watching BBC 2's The 70s on the i-player system and I was concentrating intently because the sound wasn't easy to hear, leaning forward near the screen like you do with computer screens, and there was a scene showing British holidaymakers playing very sloppy water polo and at one point the ball came straight into the camera lens.
Would you believe it--I headed it as if aiming at the far corner of the net just out of reach of the goalie's despairing fingertips. Just like I have seen Harry Rednapp and Sir Alex do when one of their players gets such a chance. A reflex action.
I can understand better now why they miss so many. At that speed it's not easy to get the exact adjustment right.
It's an interesting series and well worth watching. It maintained that all we wanted in the 70s, us self improvers, under Ted Heath's new, modern, managerial style were foreign holidays, a manicured lawn, a colour TV, central heating and a Ford Cortina.
And that an island subsisting on a pie and a pint was dying out. As if there is anything better to eat in this whole world than pies and any other drink to match a pint of beer.
We could wear make-up though as compensation. Have a blow-wave in the uni-sex salon.
The part about T-Rex and Mr Bowie was quite educational.
Guess which of the Likely Lads I identified with.