Dear Reader - 12 May 2006
We have a Leylandii hedge at the back of our small urban lawn. This hedge partly masks the horrendous red brick wall of next door. The hedge provides entertainment, unlike the wall and the folk behind it!
The black cat stalks this hedge as well as other more unpleasant looking cats. Rear end spraying is what they all do along with instinctive ‘birding’. If I see them, I scream and bang the window like a banshee. I love it most when these ‘toms’ get a blast of water from the garden hose!
A pair of Blackbirds has decided to nest in this hedge. Nervously, the mother is building while the male stands guard ready to eyeball approaching feline danger. I find this behaviour fascinating.
Also, there are Chaffinches sitting on their nest in the silver birch in the front patch. The House Martins have returned to find last years home, now rather battered, under the overhang. They are happy to be back from their long journey from West Africa without satnav!!
Swifts are screeching overhead and the first wasp had to be let outside from the kitchen window. This must a record??
The house is slowly becoming a sactuary to dying bees.
Does anyone know why?
The Armstrong’s and Ab Initio
Coventry’s third largest double glazing company is greatly missed following Sir Alan on Wednesday’s TV. I miss Bill Nighy's monotone. Anne looks likes Cherie Blair and John is a clever plonker. But, if their database is such to merit its operation using Ab Initio software, this does confirm a very smart move by John Armstrong.
My reasons for this profound edict are because my prospective Son-in-Law works for the UK licence holder of this software; Emunio based in Henley. Just a bit of informed trivia really.
Politics ad nuseum
I started writing this blog some two weeks ago and every time I get into the subject material, it becomes superseded overnight.
From now on, I will resist blogging about the antics of specific individuals and restrict myself to the overall scenario. Forget the Prescotts' and Clarkes' of this inept government, I'll now liken this subject to a landscape rather that a portrait painting.
The main gripe has got to be the issues surrounding human rights and political correctness of the dysfunctional minority. How is it that child molesters, rapists, hi-jackers, convicted immigrants, Muslim extremists that have become ‘radicalised’, animal rights protestors and terrorists seem to have impunity from prosecution, deportation and subject to technicalities within our legal system found in their favour? Have the unelected Law Lords lost all common sense? I would like to have a rational and plausible explanation, please Mr A Blair PM.
I now hear that he has castigated the Law lords over the deportation of those plane hi-jackers. At last, just a shred of redemption from the man.
The worst racial unrest that resulted in the greatest collective prison sentences being granted since the end of WW2. This, the appalling testament that Bradford should be ashamed of, happened in July 2001. The recent C4 film portrayed everything in graphic detail. I was moved to tears at the end by the very disturbing scene showing an Asian culprit in prison about to be put onto suicide watch.
I can’t help but feel, as wrong as it all was, that the Asian community in Manningham were the victims of police intimidation and obvious racial hatred. I believe this was the point of the film.
I wonder today, if the police and the immigration services have actually learnt anything of past lessons in dealing with our coloured bretheren? This discussion will continue.
I’m one and now in my prime. I can say this with pride having read about the new 40 starting at my current 58 years. It’s all in the mind. And, if you don’t use that, you will lose it. The fact that I hobble along and suffer from spasticity has got fuck all to do with it. My mind is what I'm most concerned about right now. Sudoku's are not enough for. Anyway, I gone off Carol Voderpants due to her appearing in adverts for unsecured credit loans that is driving us mortals into a nation of bankrupts.
The Japanese male spends more unpaid overtime working that any other employee, except the self-employed. According to the latest stats, the Japs are in the office longer than they are in their homes. As this particular race of ‘baby boomers’ comes up for retirement, the wives have the answer to being forced to tolerate these strange bedfellows at home. ‘It’s now our turn to go out more!’
God knows what’ll happen when my Maggie gives up her work.
My Favourite Ditty
‘Scotland Yard are looking for a small man with one eye’
I would think that if he so small, you’ll need two eyes.
Sir Alan Sugar and his Apprentice
The most belligerent man, the rudest man, the ‘don’t piss my money up the wall’ man and yet he does have a certain appeal.
The two girls hero worship him – not for his body (can’t imagine what he’s like between the silk sheets) but for his shear gall.
Michelle is the better of the two finalists and Sir Alan clearly loves her. We saw his hard eyes actually glisten when he said that he liked her answer to why she should be the apprentice .
Isn’t the whole programme utter bollocks, really – just an unsubtle marketing gimmick for Sir Alan’s less than successful array of shit companies which would only suit one little Jew boy from the East end.
My favourite Word
All for now