Peter Rhodes on big sandwiches, bigger Gladiators and the rise and rise of the Sickfluencers

One of the weekend glossy supplements featured spring fashions for us males. You can't help noticing how the trousers are cut in the ludicrous American fashion-disaster way about four inches above the ankle, waving at half-mast. Memo to Canada, Panama and Greenland: When you find yourself wearing trousers like this, you'll know the Yanks have really taken over.

A columnist at the Daily Mail comments on the ever-increasing size of shop-bought sandwiches. She says, these “huge constructions” are getting so large that the word “sandwich” is no longer adequate, and they deserve a new name. But as any member of the working class could have told her, such a name already exists. Raise a toast to that ancient staple of family feeding: the Doorstep

Job descriptions for our time. The Sickfluencer is a keyboard warrior offering online advice on how to trick the benefits system by claiming to be unwell. There are thousands of them and their existence may explain why a million more people are now claiming benefits than before the pandemic. Does all this make you feel a tad queasy?

Sales of the Bible have risen sharply in Britain and some God-botherers are putting it down to young people being more religious than earlier generations. Well, that's one explanation. Another is that, with private schools closing and parents desperate to get their kids into excellent faith schools, they are buffing up on Christianity for the inevitable selection interview. Now, how many Commandments is it . . . ?