Surviving Just

I hate flying and suffer hideously from jetlag for days.

I just made it out of Heathrow ahead of the snow but was still pretty groggy on Monday morning to face three and a half hours on the witness stand at this chancery trial.

God alone knows what the son of a bitch barrister was throwing at me for that length of time, but the whole thing appeared in slow motion with me suffering from aspergeres syndrome!! Or maybe it was more like asparagus syndrome sticking it up’em!  Anyway it was all worth it in the end run and my girlfriend ended up with a 7 figure settlement, so I reckon I must have said something right whatever it was!

Needless to say it has taken me three days monging to even rejoin the human race and now I have to go down toPembroke and sort the bloody damp in the house and retain some builders.  At least it hasn’t snowed down here but seriously cold for the area.  Spousal unit is guarding my leeks that have germinated so that’s bound to be a death knell for them.

This place is disgusting, the whole M4 is a litter ridden wasteland, why they don’t get the bloody parasites out collecting it I don’t know.  Nice to see friends but for the rest, forget it!

Gets worse every time I come here, at least Carmarthenshire is still white but the rest of the place might as well be downtown Bhopal!  Even the air is disgusting up in England.

Roll on the 29th when I can escape.

I shall issue invitations to all to visit me as I don’t think I can stomach coming back here again.

One ray of sunshine, I have some travelling to do and my girlfriend insists I take BMW 1200 of hers, I think it is a 1200 sporty soft top style of vehicle, would of been quite happy with the old jeep,but she absolutely insists. I shall be a major embarrsment pootling about at 55mph in that thing. Oh well, good for a laugh I suppose.

Just to let you know I was alive, if barely.

The Germans have a word for it

It’s Danaergeschenk, meaning a (suspicious) gift from the Greeks. Anybody who has holidayed in the Ægean archipelago will vouch for the locals’ charm and skill as hosts and caterers. And we usually give good old Homer the credit for pointing out the inherent danger in accepting their offerings. But as so often with Homer, that’s just another myth. No, not the bit about Greeks; the idea that Homer said it.

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Bugrit! I agree.

Much as it would please me to meet this guy somewhere quiet and have a word in his shell-like, I am forced to agree with the blasted European court in this instance. If there is evidence that this odious individual has committed a crime – and there seems to be plenty, even if it is under the egregious ‘hate-crime’ laws which I also despise – then he should be charged, banged up and then deported.

I believe it is entirely wrong that our political ‘leaders,’ should advocate setting aside the hard-won rights of HM subjects, rather than getting the bar-steward into court and serving him up his just deserts. And, yes, I would agree that this Rshole is as much of a British subject as Deng Xiao Ping, but, for better for worse, he is, blast it, entitled to the protection of the law of this Land as much as I am, one law for all, bugrit again!

There, the other side of the Bravo coin to set against my views in the Assange and Dewani affairs.

You’ve got to love the world of text messaging

Although I am not a fan of technology, I do have an “unsmart” phone on which I receive text messages (or SMS if you will).

Within seven, yes seven minutes of the announcement of Fabio Capello’s resignation, my phone vibrated and produced:

“Fabio isn’t the first Italian to abandon a sinking ship – two in two months!”

Made me chuckle! Perhaps technology isn’t all bad after all 😀