If the UK votes for Brexit, the SNP will try to defect again. And I can see why! The UK is tired of filling their begging bowl and the defectors need to look for another source of bail-outs. The EU of course is the prime candidate, with a long history of supporting lost causes with other people’s cash.
The fact is: good riddance to bad SNP rubbish! If only the silent Scottish majority would get vocal NOW, rather than when push comes to shove.
If you’re insane, do you know you’re insane?
If you can withstand pain, where is the pain?
If you’re a zombie, what is a zombie?
If you’re ugly, why are you ugly?
If you can work any of these out, you’re a better worker outer than me.
It’s women’s tennis – a feminist force mustered by Navratilova. There’s now an ova in every final and (the younger) Maria* is their diva. Easy on the eye, persistently histrionic on court, equally successful off the court, she announces her own doping indiscretions, seizing the high pr ground before the authorities have drawn breath. Be sorry for me, I made a mistake (for 10 years!), don’t be harsh.
Serena is closing ranks. Another diva with a unique agenda. Why is she so quick to speak up? Just remember: Big girls don’t cry – they pack a punch.
I don’t expect any comments from the men.
Sweden is an exquisite country. Well, most of Sweden is an exquisite country – there are parts of it that are rather less than pleasant. I arrived in Kalmar late in the afternoon as the sun was starting to set. It’s cold; it’s very cold – and windy. Yes, yes. Of course that’s what one should expect. Kalmar is a seaside town in Scandinavia, Continue reading “Nordic Pseudo-Visions”
What patronising bull dust from Google! It is enough to get me to dust down my old encyclopaedia Britannica.
It’s fair to assume that the cricket lovers in this house prefer Test match cricket over the other formats and rightly so. Still, T20 is the only game in town at the moment. The T20 World Cup starts tomorrow in India with a few juicy ties.
Hong Kong v Zimbabwe
Afghanistan v Scotland
These are, what the organisers have called, group stage matches. The big boys don’t come into play until later, in the Super 10 phase. Understandably, the winner usually comes from one of the bigger teams. This time round I’m going to stick my neck out and pick an outsider. For me, England can go all the way. And if not them I hope it’s The Netherlands.
Slayer is a way of life.
Of the big four, they play the purest form of Thrash Metal. Mozart was, allegedly, accused of making too many notes. I would Eden Hazard a guess that a four minute Slayer song will have more notes in it than any of Agadoos’ symphonies. The speed and intricacy of the guitar solos are mesmerising. Memorising them is a walk on part for these guitar geniuses.
Then there’s the drums. You don’t get many double bass drums in classical music. That would be a drum too far for those “virtuosos”. They couldn’t keep up to our beat.
The bassist/singer of Slayer, Tomas Enrique Araya Diaz, might look like a Billy Connolly lookalike but this Big Tam was born in Chile. There’s a lot of nice wines come from Chile. No really, there is. I don’t know if it’s Global Warming, Climate Change or Alec Salmond, there’s something in the chilled Chile that slays the opposition.
Parental guidance. The following video contains swearing.
Live Fast. On High. Repentless. Let it Ride.
Play it Loud.
I have been following the so-called arguments against the UK leaving the EU. It strikes me that those arguments are based on fear-tactics and, unfortunately, will drown out those who have the courage to go it alone… However that is not what this blog is about. Continue reading “Referendum 2016 – Queensland Style”
Hollywood? As usual I avoided watching the luvvies’ love-in known as the Academy Awards but couldn’t quite miss the agonised reports by the meeja experts.
This year the LA glitterati seemed to be determined to dress badly, speak badly and in most ways to ape their political contemporaries. No glamour, less charisma and even less talent.
Is this all the result of home screens taking over from cinemas? Do the best actors/actresses make tv series now? Is Hollywood as we know it a fading memory?
Boadicea's Chariot 
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