Bank Holiday Blues.

It's a bank holiday in the UK. This means that unless you're one of the several million people who are going anywhere, then you just sit around doing sod all. I would be in the latter category.
Currently Listening to the Best of Depeche Mode (electropop at it's greatest, before Dave Gahan got all moody and drug-addled). Surfing the web on our useless interweb connection, 2 megs per second my arse.

today's topic. Other stuff that is making me unhappy at the minute.

1 - The NHS. I have a massive knee injury (office related) which I did in early January. I have been to my local doctor 4 times for it, they referred me to a specialist at the fourth visit. Been to see the specialist, and he has agreed to put me on a waiting list for an MRI and an arthroscopy. This was 3 weeks ago. Have I heard from the consultant or the hospital about either of things? HAVE I BUGGERY. It's getting more and more likely that I will take up my work's policy of paying 50+% of my BUPA bills and just get it seen to.

2 - Holiday time. I am off to Valencia the end of next week and am looking forward to it. But the main problem for me is how much shops charge for needful items. Suncream - £5! Sunglasses £30 upwards if you want decent ones. grr. Or at least I could learn to not break any new ones I get.

3 - Religion. I've seen and read the Da Vinci Code, read the book first actually. The film
is utter shite, but here's my problem. The Catholics, Anglicans and Hindus are talking about wanting this to have a disclaimer on the front of the film about how this is a work of fiction. Get over it you fucking idiots. The reason for dwindling church attendances isn't due to a series of books about how the establishment have lied to the populace. It's because people are starting to realise that organised religions are just an exercise in futility and tithing an already rich organisation. Apart from in the US anyway, where you still get people saying "I think what God meant to say was.................." (Thanks to the late, great Bill Hicks for that one).

anyway I am off to the shops to get essentials. back with more soon.

Yeah I know.

In a previous post I had promised that I was going to talk about UK politics, so here goes. I make no apologies if any new-labour Nazi's read this and find offence, but here goes.

Damo on Iraq.

Pull the troops out now. The longer our soldiers are there, the more that all UK citizens will become targets for terrorists. The UK troops have to protect themselves but the longer we're there the more we will be in danger of Muslims wanting to kill anybody in their country and anybody in the world at large who is hip to hip with the yankee cowards. What the UK does not need to be involved in is the USC's (United States of Cowards) genocidal war on Islam.

Damo on Blair.

Dear Tony, I despise you; you have turned the UK into George W Bush's (and his handlers from the religious right) bitch. Retire.

Damo on religion.

I am an evolved being. I have no need to have the rantings of some made-up hocus-pocus to be forced on me. Bugger off.

Damo on the Tories.

I'm sorry, it's like watching a rerun of Tony Blair's rise to power. You have nothing to say that I will ever listen to.


deep breath. rant over .......................for now

Genius - a rallying cry

Read this on Truthout.com tonight. Had to share it.

http://www.truthout.org/docs_2006/051606C.shtml

I will publish my own version of this to fit the UK perspective over the next couple of days.

D

Late-nighter

I am up thinking more and more about everything tonight.
Just a quickie then.
Got this bizarre thing at work kind of like a meme.
here goes.

How well do you know me?
For instance -4 jobs I have had in my life
1 - Pub Manager
2 - Complaints line monkey for British Rail
3 - IT and Phone tech for a dodgy US phone company
4 - Tour Guide

4 films I can watch over and over

1 - Blazing Saddles
2 - Grosse Point Blank
3 - Real Genius
4 - Dave

4 places I have lived
1 - North Cambs
2 - South Cambs
3 - Gateshead
4 - The Bay

TV Shows I like to watch
1 - Top Gear
2 - House
3 - Sharpe
4 - Horizon

Four places I have been on holiday
1 - Gran Canaria
2 - Prague
3 - Turkey
4 - Brussells

4 favourite Foods
1 - Chicken Chow Mein
2 - Sausages
3 - Roast Chicken
4 - White Chocolate and Lime Cheesecake - thanks to Steve with the broken fingers for that recipe

4 places I would rather be right now
1 - Tokyo
2 - Sydney
3 - Vancouver
4 - In Bed - it's late

anyway - I am off to bed. g'night

Life in general

Deep Breath.

here goes.

Fucking chav-bastard in Shields (near my old neck of the woods). Carjacks a car and hightails it away from the cops. Stupid bastard decides he's going to mount the pavement and kills a mum and seriously injures others.

Just one question.

HOW THE FUCK DO SOLICITORS SLEEP AT NIGHT????????????????
You can guarantee that some high-priced sheister will represent him and try to get him out a jail sentence.

You want a good idea for a punishment - send him to Iraq - if the freedom fighters don't get him, then the stupid arsed american morons will. Fitting punishment

Sporting Depression

Well, yesterday it was the first day of the season for the cricket club I play for. two of the teams were rained off, the thirds lost and the 4ths lost as well. Bugger.

Now, I am no Andrew Flintoff but I would like to think that I do normally make a difference to the teams I play for. Top order batsman who can bowl. The threes and the Fourths could have done with me at the top of the order going by reports.
But, with my knee royally fucked-up I am out for the season. It didn't hit me until last night that this will be the first season in a long time where I haven't been able to play any type of sport at all. I did get quite maudlin about this last night at home, still am this morning. There are reasons to be cheerful though - I get to see the knee specialist after a two month wait (goddam NHS) on thursday.
still here are a couple of views from last season's victorious league campaign. I am lying under Ralph, Matty and Jimbo on a couch on the outfield in Coton, and the shot is of me retrieving my cricket gear from a tree after two of the juniors left it there. Bastards.