Stop us if you’ve heard this one: Facebook rolls out a new feature and/or acquires a new company, vowing to protect the privacy of its users’ personal information with its last dying breath. A year or two later, it backtracks and decides it wants spin your data into gold after all – and if users don’t like it, they can delete their accounts.
There are few better circuits for Formula One to begin the second half of the season than the glorious Spa-Francorchamps, where this weekend breathtaking speed will be balanced by testing corners and spectacular changes of elevation.
A media company controlled by American tycoon John Malone is leading the battle to buy Formula One with the broadcaster Sky also in the hunt.
Lewis Hamilton has confirmed he will take a grid penalty for Sunday’s Belgian Grand Prix after his Mercedes team replaced engine parts.
John McDonnell has accused Labour’s general secretary, Iain McNicol, of directing a “rigged purge” of party members, aimed at weeding out Corbyn voters.
How long should it be before it’s reasonable to lose faith with a manager? How soon should improvement be seen? It’s not a question that has any easy answer – and it’s one to which the answer seems to be very dependent on context.
It’s a new season, with a vast, rather sexy new cast (211 players bought for a combined €400m), new leading roles at a third of all clubs (plus new coaches to come at Werder Bremen and Eintracht Frankfurt very soon), a rich newcomer (RB Leipzig) who will fly the flag for the footballistically under-represented east of the country – “Da Zone” as kids used to call it in the 80s – and double up as the new baddie everyone will love to hate.
For Robbie Keane the hunger to score and the thrill of the pursuit are feelings that will never grow old but 18 years since making his international debut the inevitable fact that his body can no longer withstand the chase has finally been grudgingly accepted.
All that hard work last season was for nothing. So were all those draining qualifying games this summer. West Ham United’s attempt to reach the group stage of the Europa League ended in familiar frustration, because of both the manner of the defeat and the identity of their conquerors.