14 October 2009

13 October 2009

Why should MP's be treated differently

Apparently the MP's who govern this country (hmmm????) don't like the idea of paying back their expenses which were either unjustly claimed, or paid by mistake(?)... apparently they feel that this is unfair and they shouldn't have to pay anything back at all.

Tell that to the benefit claimants, who were mistakenly overpaid by a government error and forced to pay it back no matter their personal circumstances... many of whom were not in a position of having spare money at the best of times but weren't given the choice believing that the payments were correct at the time.

So tell me, why did we vote for these people and when will they be resigning their positions as surely they have made their position untenable?

I for one believe that the people who put themselves forward for these positions in power, should be above reproach and beyond theft, for that was what occurred, and unlike most thieves have been given an opportunity to pay it back rather than face the justice of the courts..

12 October 2009

A long weekend

Saw me take a trip down to Cornwall on Thursday afternoon after a teaching session, and arrive 5 1/2 hours later, tired and drained.. but had an interview at 08.30am Friday morning. A quick trip to McD's had some very salty chips... a good chat with a local copper who was buying a McFlurry... and then off to bed.

Got up at 6.00am and did some final preparations for the interview... run through the presentation I had to give, and psyche myself up for it... Arrived nice and promptly for the interview which seemed to go well until the end when I realised that they had asked nothing about what I could add to the job.. hmmm not a good sign.. feedback later from HR stated I was a strong candidate, had done a great job on the presentation which had been well researched just that there was a better candidate.. Not being stupid I quickly realised that they probably had someone in mind already and I was just making up the numbers... I just wish they were more honest in interviews.

Had a good weekend, got the kittens wearing their collars, Piran just chilled out and looked gorgeous.. Saffy went ballistic and tried to attack the collar but the family are good and will persevere as it was felt better to leave them there rather than unsettle them by moving them twice.. not something I necessarily agree with 100% but easier to go along with rather than to insist upon.

Yesterday saw the long drive back (it always seems to be longer coming back), not helped by having a bad headache en-route, which seemed to make me more tired than ever at the end... I just brought in the bits from the car that needed refridgeration.. everything else waited until this morning.. then a few tablets, a hot water bottle and bed.. all by 8pm...

10 October 2009

Saturday Satire : Rank does not always mean wise

A new Army Captain was assigned to an outfit in a remote post in the African desert. During his first inspection of the outfit, he noticed a camel hitched up behind the mess tent.

He asks the Sergeant why the camel is kept there. The nervous sergeant said, "Well sir, as you know, there are 250 men here on the post and no women. And frankly sir, sometimes the men have "urges". That's why we have the camel."

The Captain says, "Well, I can't say that I condone this, but I do understand about "urges", so the camel can stay."

About a month later, the Captain starts having his own "urges". Crazy with passion, he asks the Sergeant to bring the camel to his tent.

Putting a ladder behind the camel, the Captain stands on the ladder, pulls his pants down and has wild, frantic, insane sex with the camel. When he's done, he asks the Sergeant, "Is that how the men do it?"

"Well, no, not really, sir...they generally just climb onto the camel and ride into town where the girls are."

09 October 2009

Is it me?

Have you noticed that stairs are getting steeper, groceries are heavier and, everything is further away? Yesterday I walked to the corner and I was dumbfounded to discover how long our street had become!

And, do you know, people are less considerate now, especially the young ones. They speak in whispers all the time! If you ask them to speak up they just keep repeating themselves, endlessly mouthing the same silent message until they're red in the face! What do they think I am, a lip reader?

I also think they are much younger than I was at the same age. On the other hand, people my own age are so much older than I am. I ran into an old friend the other day and she has aged so much that shedidn't even recognize me.

I got to thinking about the poor dear while I was combing my hair this morning, and in doing so, I glanced at my own reflection. Well really, now even mirrors are not made the way they used to be!

Another thing, everyone drives so fast these days! You're risking life and limb if you happen to pull onto the dual-carriageway in front of them. All I can say is, their brakes must wear out awfully fast, the way I see them screech and swerve in my rear view mirror.

Clothing manufacturers are less civilized these days. Why else would they suddenly start labeling a size 10 or 12 dress as 18 or 20? Do they think no one notices? The people who make bathroom scales are pulling the same prank. Do they think I actually 'believe' the number I see on that scale? HA! I would never let myself weigh that much! Just who do these people think they're fooling?

I'd like to call up someone in authority to report what's going on -- but the telephone company is in on the conspiracy too: they've printed the phone books in such small type that no one could ever find a number in there!

All I can do is pass along this warning: We are under attack!

Unless something drastic happens, pretty soon everyone will have to suffer these awful indignities.

PS: I am sending this to you in a larger font size, because something has happened to my computer's fonts - they are smaller than they once were.

08 October 2009

National Poetry Day

Just to differ from the normal quoted poetry of T.S. Eliot, Keats, Donne or even Betjamin... I give you... The Oak

Love thy Life,
Young and old,
Like yon oak,
Bright in spring,

Living gold; Summer-rich
Then; and then
Autumn-changed,
Soberer-hued

Gold again. All his leaves
Fallen at length,
Look, he stands,
Trunk and bough,
Naked strength.


To me, this is the epitome of all that is Autumn and English.. men of Oak.. the hard core men of England who will fight for King and Country, to protect our rights... (obviously not politicians then..lol)

So anyone want to take a guess at who wrote it? I will let you know later...

07 October 2009

Hello and welcome to

Jo from Rainbow up North

Who has kindly awarded me this Kreativ Blogger award

Of course there are a few rules ... actually 7 in question... :-)



1. Thank the person who gave this to you
Covered in the opening Statement ... tick

2. Copy the logo and place it in your blog.
See above ....tick

3. Link the person who nominated you.
Ah ha... see first line at top of post ...tick

4. Name 7 things about yourself that no one would really know.

1. I write as a hobby, action scenarios that got me into motorcycling
2. I enjoy watching american football and even understand the rules, though the ref's signals still get me confused.
3. I am easily confused with big decisions
4. I can be strong when I need to, but I doubt my own abilities
5. I am opinionated and need to see the position from the other side
6. I can knit.. basic patterns
7. I like having someone that I can take care of and who takes care of me

5. Nominate seven 'Kreativ Bloggers.'
This was easy

Dickiebo - love his sense of humour
Eliza - A girl after my own heart
Max - An American who gets me thinking about how British I am
Gemma - Someone who has had a lot to deal with over the past couple of months...
Hogday - Motorcycles are not the only thing we have in common
Kathy - I followed all her tribulations and she entertains with all her travels, trips and work
Dan - I love the stories of day to day life of Dan's World

6. Post links to the seven blogs you nominate.
Yep ... tick

7. Leave a comment on each of the blogs letting them know you nominated them.

Will do this.... but if you see them before I do.. please let them know... and pass it on

06 October 2009

Passing it On

Copied from Leanne at Somerset Seasons

1) Never in my life: will I take up skydiving... not for me

2) When I was five: I had already moved three times

3) I will never forget: the memories of my mum and dad

4) By noon I'm usually: thinking about what to have for lunch

5) Last night I: made a chicken stir-fry

6) If only I had: made the right choices when I was 20

7) There's a person I know: who can charm people with the greatest of ease

8) When I turn my head left, I see: my colleagues at their desk

9) When I turn my head right, I see: my whiteboard with a long list of tasks

10) You know I'm lying when: I cannot look you in the face because it is a dead giveaway that I am lying

11) By this time next year I: will be living in Cornwall

12) I hope that: we still have a world for the children of tomorrow

13) I have a hard time understanding: how some people can have so much and others so little - when did the world stop sharing and caring?

14) My favourite thing is: my motorbike Max

15) The world could do without: Celebrities in all the tv programmes, whatever happened to developing drama and programmes which entertained instead of paying out massive sums of money to people who are neither entertaining nor good at the task be it dance, cooking, or jumping through walls.

What about yours... if you also do this.. link back to me and let me know...

05 October 2009

Monday Musings and rants...

Thankfully apart from high winds overnight Friday into Saturday, the weather held up as mostly dry and I managed to catch up with the washing... which meant a whole pile of ironing on Sunday... sigh.. you never quite manage to get the good news without the bad.

It has turned progressively colder, the sun has lost it's summer heat and although warmish, it is definitely not hot any more...

The garden is also very, very dry. With deep earth cracks near the apple tree, I haven't seen those in quite a while. The last of the cookers were picked on Sunday, I plan on turning those into something but I haven't quite decided yet... torn between a crumble or a pie but I wish I could find the recipe my mum used to make which was a cake but like a shortcake with stewed apple in the middle of two layers...

Has anyone noticed how dire tv is on a Saturday night, if you aren't into strictly come dancing, with wannabe celebs doing their thing for over 2 hours... or wannabees trying to become celebs on the X factor... the only saving grace is watching Merlin, and even then my mind wandered elsewhere..

What happened to putting on entertainment for the family instead of falsely competing for the same audience? I don't mean Saturday night at the London Palladium, or even the Morecombe and Wise show but a family film, a good drama.. Casualty now shunted to post 9pm means no opportunity for a late night film.

I for one am sick of watching strictly come celebrity get me out of the kitchen shows... that seem to dominate the schedules.. fair enough to have competition for charities to compete for money as in the hole in the wall, but let the public do it instead of celebs.. I'm sure the charities can rustle up some jo publics to help.

Stop wasting my money, in providing celebs with air time that don't deserve it.. instead provide them with a vehicle in which they can demonstrate their acting abilities... or leave them to find a more meaningful life.

Finally I want my life back, or I am going to throw the television out...

03 October 2009

Saturday Satire : Poor Paddy

An Irishman goes to the Doctor with botty problems....

Irishman: "Dactor, it's me ahrse. I'd loik ya ta teyhk a look, if ya woot."

Doctor: he get's him to drop his pants and takes a look. Incredible" he says, "there is a £20 note lodged up here." Tentatively he eases the twenty pound note out of the man's bottom, but then a £10 note appears. "This is amazing!" exclaims the Doctor. "What do you want me to do?"

Irishman: Well fur gadness sake teyhk it out, man!" shrieks the patient.

Doctor: pulls out the tenner and another twenty appears, and another and another and another, etc.... Finally the last note comes out and no more appears.

Irishman: "Ah Dactor, tank ya koindly, dat's moch batter, how moch is dare den?"

Doctor: counts the pile of cash. "£1,990 exactly."

Irishman: "Ah, dat'd be roit," says the Irishman, "I knew I wasn't feeling two grand."


02 October 2009

One of my favourite monologues

Is Bob Newhart, with Gerard Hoffnung in a very close second with the bricklayers story and Pam Ayrs providing the british contingent she is going to be appearing at the Stables nr Milton Keynes soon and I am just debating whether to try and get a ticket or not... still makes me laugh.

Dad used to own a LP of Bob Newhart, and I can remember listening to the story of the driving instructor and having tears of laughter running down my face. Sadly he lent the record to a friend and it was never seen again.. years later I managed to find a copy on CD with some tracks I had never heard before including this one on bomb disposal; so for your delectation and amusement... here it is courtesy of this site


Er... hello, Lieutenant Stevenson here...
Patrolman Hackmaster?...
Oh! hello Willard, you're a little late reporting in aren't you, Willard?...
You've found a shell on the beach?...
You think that's unusual, do you Willard, finding a shell on the beach?...
It's not that kind of shell?...
What's the matter, Willard, doesn't it sound like the ocean when you hold it up to your ear?...
Oh! that kind of shell!...
Well, I'll tell you what, Willard, I'll send somebody out in the morning and we can er...
Oh! is that right?...
I was sort of hoping it was your watch making that noise...
I'm gonna give it to you straight, Willard. Willard, you've got a live one there!
WILLARD!!!...
Don't hang up...
That's an order, Willard...
And stop that whining!...
Now, you're perfectly safe, Willard, there's nothing to worry about as long as it's ticking...
Er, when it stops ticking, that's something else again, Willard.
Now, listen Willard, get control of yourself...
You and I are going to disarm that thing...
I've got the instruction manual...
Well, no! I'm not coming down there, Willard...
Well, I mean I can't just leave the office anytime I want to!...
NO!!!...
DON'T BRING IT IN HERE, WILLARD, NO!!!
Now look, Willard, I'm taking just as big a chance as you are, I mean, this is my responsibility, if that thing goes off, it's me they're gonna wanna to talk to, not you, ya know!
Alright now, Willard, describe it to me...
Uh... it sounds like some sort of torpedo, Willard...
It must be one of ours!...
It says, 'Made in Japan' huh?...
Well, it could still be one of ours, Willard. Is there a serial number or anything like that, on it?...
X5307... er, let me look that up, Willard, just a minute...
Oh boy!... you've found a beauty there, Willard. Ha! ha!... d'ya know how powerful that baby is?...
Six city blocks, Willard. ha! ha!...
What d'ya mean , you'll call me back?...
There's a phonebox seven blocks away...
WILLARD!!!...
Now, stop that whining, Willard!...
Willard, I know this is dangerous, but if we can save one human life...
Oh, that's the way you feel about, huh?...
Look Willard, control yourself now...
Listen Willard, according to this, there's a... Er, how long has that thing been ticking?...
About 5 - 6 minutes, huh?...
Huh?
Oh!... Er... nothing, Willard, nothing... we're just gonna have to work a little faster than I thought!
Willard, according to the manual here, about six inches from the tail-end of it, there's a plate...
Yeh, and it's held on by four screws...
Now it says, now this is very important, it says, 'This plate should be removed with an LT5 screwdriver with a plastic handle and a de-magnetised tip'...
Oh, you don't have one, huh?...
Augh!... use a coin then, Willard!...
Okay?... you got it off then, Willard?...
Boy! that thing sure is complicated... I can't make heads nor tails outa this...
No, don't worry, Willard, I'll get that thing fixed if it's the last thing... er, we'll take care of it, don't worry about it...
Listen Willard, there's a kind of a little hootymajig thing in there... a wheel of some kind! Why don't you try turning the wheel, Willard?...
Oh, I don't know... turn it to the left and see what happens...
Yeh!...
I can hear it, Willard, it's ticking a lot faster, isn't it?...
Er!... you'd better turn it back, Willard!
Okay! let's see...
Listen, there are two wires here. It says here, 'Under no conditions...
Oh! someone's spilled coffee over this page...
Well, one is a kind of greyish-blue and the other one is a kind of er, bluish-grey...
Willard!...
Who are you talking to there?...
A LITTLE BOY!!!...
Willard, get him out of there! if that thing goes off, we're...
He says it's his?...
It's a toy torpedo?...
Willard, let me talk to the kid, will ya?...
He ran down to the beach with it?
Willard, I think you'd better come into the office, we ought to have a little talk... you hung me up here for ten minutes because of a kid...
Willard!...
What was that noise?...
The toy torpedo just sunk a fishing trawler, huh?
Well, that's alright, Willard... it's out of our hands now, 'cos now its in the Coast Guard's, right?...
Right!
Good-bye.

01 October 2009

Sometimes Wisdom is Clear...othertimes it is like the morning Mist just waiting for the Sun

If you want your dreams to come true, you mustn't oversleep.

Of all the things you wear, your expression is the most important.

The best vitamin for making friends..... B1.

The happiness of your life depends on the quality of your thoughts.

The heaviest thing you can carry is a grudge.

One thing you can give and still keep...is your word.

You lie the loudest when you lie to yourself

If you lack the courage to start, you have already finished.

One thing you can't recycle is wasted time.

Ideas won't work unless 'You' do.

Your mind is like a parachute...it functions only when open.

The pursuit of happiness is the chase of a lifetime! It is never too late to become what you might have been.

Life is too short to wake up with regrets. So love the people who treat you right Forget about the ones who don't. Believe everything happens for a reason. If you get a second chance, grab it with both hands. If it changes your life, let it. Nobody said life would be easy, they just promised it would be worth it.

Friends are like balloons; once you let them go, you might not get them back. Sometimes we get so busy with our own lives and problems that we may not even notice that we've let them fly away. Sometimes we are so caught up in who's right and who's wrong that we forget what's right and wrong. Sometimes we just don't realise what real friendship means until it is too late.