A continuation of Cuprum’s discussion.
As I have already said, I would keep the monarchy, albeit in a much-diminished form, because I prefer it, however bumbling, to some self-promoted megalomaniac.
But as some of you have complained that no-one has laid out the arguments for abolishing the monarchy, I have quickly cobbled them together for you. Continue reading “Monarchy: arguments against”
If you’ve made it this far, you, like us, are looking to remember (or not) the Royal Wedding as a truly messy occassion. The only things required are something to drink and a jug that shall be known as “The Future Kings Cup” the use of this will become clear later, although I’m sure the more experienced amongst you will be aware of its purpose. The rules are as follows (they may ocassionally enconter something of a restructuring to make them more intelligble or generally better), although as it stands they are incomplete, which means I need your suggestions to make this the best damn day it can be… Continue reading ““The Future Kings Cup””
The women in Family FEEG seem to be getting unstable. Over Easter, our dear daughter came to stay for the weekend. She had a huge scab on her knee, and a massive bruise that had just transferred from the horrible blue colour to the nasty green. Apparently, she had been on her way to an appointment with an interviewee (she is a journalist) when she tripped over in the rush hour streets of London. Acutely embarrassed, she got to her feet, waved all kind offers of help away, then proceeded as if nothing had happened. Only later did she inspect her knee to find the true state of the damage! Continue reading “The women in my family seem to be getting unstable.”
In answer to the question, ‘Do you have any dependants?’,
I put, ‘Asylum seekers, gypos, smack heads, unemployable bastards, the cast of The Jeremy Kyle Show, Northern Rock, RBS and half of Eastern Europe!’
…apparently this wasn’t an acceptable answer.
‘Ne’er cast a clout til May be out’…I could explain the origin of this little phrase, but it is done so well here that I shall let you click on the link.
Needless to say I have been casting clouts on and off during March and April. On Saturday in our little piece of Oxfordshire the car thermometer read 27.5 c as we set off up North. Exceptionally warm for April. When packing the Easter Eggs Bunnies I had to put them in a cool box to keep them intact on the journey.
On Friday night I had done that thing which usually induces the rain to fall shortly afterwards…. I had watered the garden. As we travelled I heard on the radio there had been some sudden heavy showers over the South of the UK. Oxfordshire seems to fall into that part of the country which is sometimes the South and sometimes the Midlands. So, had it rained on my garden….? I would have to wait and see. Continue reading “North South Divide”
We cannot direct the wind, but we can adjust the sails.
Dolly Parton
Goodnight everyone, sleep well.
A graveyard on a summer’s night
The spectres dance in sheer delight
And down a moonbeam slides a ginger cat
In plimsolls and a paper hat Continue reading “Light Relief – things are getting too heavy”
Oh dear oh dear, just as some hope was coming along after 13 years of Labour’s waste and the next huge disappointment gets reported. Why am I surprised?
The house of Lords – a potential hot potato of debate and recently reformed for the better, allegedly.
Along comes Cameron – and within a year he has broken one of his election manifesto (why are we surprised) promises to cut the cost of politics by creating an unprecedented number of peerages in the last year. A £6 million bill for 117 new peers created by Cammy at an average of £156,000 per member. I wonder how many are Tory fundraisers.
This number is higher than any other PM in his first year, leading to a very cramped chamber of 792 peers. This after he vowed to slash the number of MPs from 650 to 600. Democracy in action.
Bring on the revolution! I can’t wait to vote on May the 5th. That’ll show ’em.
‘I think that the poorest he that is in England hath a life to live, as the greatest he; and therefore truly, Sir, I think it’s clear, that every man that is to live under a government ought first by his own consent to put himself under that government; and I do think that the poorest man in England is not bound in a strict sense to that government that he hath not had a voice to put himself under.”
Colonel Rainsborough’s famous appeal for democratic rights for all men. Putney, 1647
Boadicea's Chariot 
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