I wonder who knows what these days, how private is what goes on in the security of your own home.
Why do I wonder this? You may be musing. Well, ‘The Missus’ has not been sticking to her diet in her continual battle against the flab, (I of course have no worries there, being of perfect physique) coinciding with this is a constant stream of leaflets/menus through the door of Grumpy Towers, at least one a day, for pizza and the likes. If we are lucky on a bonanza day, we get one for pizza, one for curry and one for Chinese and another for some variety of fried/spiced chicken.
Are we being watched? Are the Towers bugged? Do we at Grumpy Towers look like potential high profit customers? I can’t help but wonder/worry.
Strangely too, we sometimes get offers on great ways to earn extra income. Someone noticed the Primark labels?
Gordon Brown isn’t happy because a committee set up to look into drug use reported back that cannabis required no change from its class c rating to class b. He ignored the advice.
Poor Gordy. He wanted to inflict his Scottish Puritanism, ‘big no’ attitudes on everyone. Well dope smokers anyway. Well now he has.
Today Gordon got his way , soon it will be the same on everything, i.e., ban the demon drink, abolition of evil tobacco and of course hang anyone who likes a toke.
I guarantee the next set of polices will be, reintroduction of the top hat, building of 'work-houses’, compulsory service in coal mines or chimneys for children and deportation to Australia.
How lucky we are that the government of this country is so concerned for our personal welfare. They seem to bend over backwards to make sure we don’t stray from the path of temperance. They bend over so much, there’s a real chance they could disappear completely up their own...........
Ok I know I’m a wordy pedant, but what do you think of this.
As I am out the house most days too early to be healthy, 'The Missus’, like lady muck, gets a wake up phone call every morning from me.
The call is normally between 7-30am and 8-00am, but the other morning when I did my husbandly duty at 8-06am, one of 'da youff' answered the tellingbone.
The conversation went thus
Phone rings then is answered by 'da youff…..ullo
Me…. your mum there?
Youff…. she's on the toilet
Me….ok tell her I phoned.
Youff hangs up without further ado.
It’s not the shortness or bluntness of conversation I comment on here, in fact 'da youff', apart from manners, is coming along quite nicely at 'bloke conversation' on the phone, no it's the choice of words.
'She’s in the toilet' paints a far more pleasant picture in the mind than, 'she's on toilet', surely.
I think 'she's in the bathroom' would be far better a statement describing the lady of the tower's disposition, to be totally pedantic. Am I?
Unless of course, to be coarse she was on the bog.
By the time I post this it will be all over. But I wanted to throw in my tuppence worth on St George's day.
As a Scotsman you might not think I have much to say about a day celebrating England's patron saint. Well that could be true, but neither do you...the English.
First off it’s a day celebrating a figure defied by religion so maybe that’s a good enough reason for many not to bother. But as has Christmas been adopted by commercialism St George's day or national patron saint days generally, have become a celebration of nationality or at least by some.
Secondly I think because the Irish have made such an excellent job of St Patrick's Day there is an assumption that if you don’t party as hard as them, you have not done as well for St George's day. I think not, they just do a really good job of drinking a lot; it doesn’t have to be like that.
Thirdly, I think that you, the English are afraid to display your national pride through waving flags, speaking out and the likes because in recent years less savoury political factions have used the national flag as a political tool.
Ok, here’s the rant.
There is I think a perception of un-political correctness in being proud of your nationality because you may upset or offend an ethnic group. Well that is wrong, if anyone is offended by the pride the natives of their adopted country show…they’re in the wrong place. If incomers to the country don’t like it, tough.
As a Scotsman I have a huge amount of national pride, it’s bred into us, it’s part of the culture. Hell, we are the best in the world at having our arses kicked at anything and everything. I cannot understand why the English cannot or do not display greater national pride. Is it just apathy?
England has so much to be proud of now and what it has achieved in the past.
If St George's day is an outlet for showing that you are proud of your country and its success, get a flag out if that is how you show that pride. Celebrate your pride, or just be proud, but for goodness sake don’t ignore the only day in the year where overt pride shouldn’t be/ isn’t criticised.
If like me you travel a few miles on the motorway or even are just out and about, you may well find, if you have the correct type of radio, the traffic reports you automatically receive are quite useful. You get the local station informing you of problems in that area. It’s all very jolly. Well I’m getting increasingly cheesed off with it and the whole idea.
Here around Swindon there seems to be a convergence of radio stations. As well as the local 2 or 3 every other nearby station wants to butt in on my appreciation of Terry Wogan or Radio 4. Just when John Humphrys is getting Gordon Brown in a headlock, I am informed about the disaster of temporary traffic lights in the back of beyond being on the blink. As if I care! The very worse is though is, when they butt in to tell there are no problems to report on the road, rail or airports or buses in central Glasgow. I wish these traffic bods harm when I hear that.
Another thing that I worry about is, why does Jim on the B7654 or Doreen on the A 419 or 'Monkeys Dad' on the M5, feel the need to phone into a radio station to say they’re stuck in a traffic jam. Are they worried for the future of the race? Do they just feel the need to talk to someone while in the solitude and fumes of their new smelling company car? Is it a case of 'oh my god a queue, I must warn the others!'
There's only one thing good about hearing traffic problems from somewhere you are not. You’re not there. So it’s ok to adopt a look of smug satisfaction with gay abandon. (There you go John C, I stole that word back for you. Happy now?)
If those people who butt into my enjoyment of ‘Women’s hour’ carry on doing it, I’m turning off and will read a book instead.
I drive a pretty big vehicle; you have been warned.
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