All eyes on London town

Nervous energy around London town today with the impending conference. Streets are starting to close here in Central London and all the delivery guys have been trying to make their deliveries before that this morning. Big political names are in town and security will be tight. Also in town are groups who are gearing up for the demonstrations tomorrow.

I have always believed in peoples right to demonstrate but it just doesn't seem work anymore. You and your mates of same opinion want to shout it out to the powers that be but then a few shitty little anarchists come and hijack your agenda and cause mayhem and serious damage. Mob mentality gathers pace and then usually things, buildings and few unfortunate people get broken. You thought you had a legitimate grievance but in the end you get tarred with the same brush as the head cases and you did it all for nothing.

As for me, I will just get on with life and let the politicians and demonstrators get on with what ever they are doing respectively and I will only worry about things that matter.

Sowing the seeds

This morning the sun was out and Min and I got digging and planting the potatoes.

First there was the faithful fork ready for action

Then I started using it and the earth and the worms started to make an appearance.
Mira the cat was the supervisor as always.

Thirsty business this digging...

After the spuds were planted I proceeded to seed the cherry tomatoes in a pot
trying to avoid the abundance of last years tomato crop

I also put some Basil, Coriander and Garlig Chives to grow but promtly forgot to take a picture. So the Salad Watch 2009 is on and I will report as and when anything grows. Now, where did I put my beer...

Music

Since it is Friday, let's have some music. Here are my fly buddies the New Generation Superstars in action in Finland last Friday. Niiiiiice...

Fire!

And if I was in Houston, Mr August with his smouldering looks or Mr November with the ripping muscles could come around and and put it out. Hec, the more the merrier ;)

Happy Friday!

Back to work

We are in DEEP trouble...

The population of this country is approximately 60 million.

32 million are retired.

That leaves 28 million to do the work.


There are 17 million in school or at Universities.

Which leaves 11 million to do the work.


Of this there are 8 million employed by the UK government.

Leaving 3 million to do the work.


1.2 million are in the armed forces preoccupied with killing Osama Bin-Laden, and fighting in Afghanistan .

Which leaves 1.8 million to do the work.


Take from that total the 0.8 million people who work for Local County Councils. And that leaves 1 million to do the work.

At any given time there are 488,000 people in hospitals or claiming Invalidity Benefit.

Leaving 512,000 to do the work.


Now, there are 511,998 people in prisons.

That leaves just two people to do the work.


You and me.


And there you are, sitting on your backside at your computer, reading my blog.


Is it any wonder that we are in such a mess and that I am stressed out through trying to cope all on my own?

Home

Pleasantly sunny but windy morning back here in London town. I met the New Generation Superstars again at the Helsinki airport and they didn't look too worse for wear but there were stories of Lonkero and Salmiakki shots and general rock'n'roll mayhem.

The Easyjet flight was non eventful but I do have to mention Captain Gary's very smooth landing to Gatwick, which was nice. After the chilly winter weather in Finland it was nice to arrive to a balmy +10 degrees and I managed to get hot and bothered on my way home because I was still in my winter coat.

Tomorrow it is back to work but today I will chill out and do sweet f all. Life is good!

Always take the weather with you

The weather gods have been smiling to us this weekend and there has been almost cloudless blue skies and a hint of spring in the air. Yesterday evening was spent chilling indoors as the temperatures dropped to about -10 at night. More good food, naturally few drinks and a lot of chinwagging.

Today we are stil going to go and mess about in the woods before I have to board the Easyjet flight back home in the evening. It has been good! Thank you especially Heavy and everyone else for making it a brilliant weekend :)

Greek evening in Espoo

Sunny Saturday morning in Finland and pleasant -3. Yesterday we had a long leisurly lunch with Miss R and planned our forthcoming Kefalonia trip. Then in the evening I rustled up a stifado for when Miss K arrived to spend an evening of planning our trip to Arillas in Corfu at the end of August. Good times!

There was wine, there was long drinks and then there was some sparkling wine and it was 02.00 before I briefly glanced my pillow before hitting it right before hitting unconsciousness. Nice time was had and thank you ladies and I'll see you on various Greek islands next summer :)





I still have one night here and the plan for tonight is that there is no plan. Life is good :)

Rocking flight to Finland

Yesterday the flight to Finland was delayed as the Easyjet aircraft arrived late from somewhere else. I was in the last boarding group and luckily the plane wasn't full and the back seats were empty. I managed to secure a window seat in the second to last row and looked around when tattooed rock'n'roll kind of people started to arrive. They were a band called New Generation Superstars and on their way to play in Helsinki in the Trash Fest II in Gloria. I was sitting next to the 6'7 tall singer of the band AJ who kindly offered me Pearl Drops(boiled sweets) to suck during the take off and landing. Really nice guys and they are returning Sunday on the same flight home as me and I wonder who will look worse after couple of days partying me or them?



So the flight went nicely with couple of red vino's and we landed 45 minutes late to chilly -5 degrees. Heavy picked me up and and we headed to a bar straight after dumping my luggage to her flat. We somehow managed to avoid going too wild and today the hangover is almost non existent, but then again we are professionals ;)

Slow day ahead

Yet another gorgeous sunny morning in London town. Must be about 5th in a row and the spring is definetly on it's way. It is now light both getting up and coming back from work, and that is another sign of the year coming up to my favourite season. One more day to slave away at work today and tomorrow I'll head off for a long awaited long weekend at Heavy's in Espoo Finland. I expect there will be few beverages and I will post updates of how the drinking and general merriment progresses ;)

What a feeling!

Tonight Robert Webb was crowned as the Let's Dance for Comic Relief champion with his interpretation of the Flash Dance. I admit I voted for him few times tonight purely because he was just so funny and strangely attractive. By the time I am writing this the Comic Relief 2009 "Do something funny for money" has amassed £59 million and a bit in donations which is amazing in any ones book these days of the credit crunch. I don't mind donating at all when this caliber of entertainment is available and obiously I have not been the only one.

The laws in this country are really not the same for all

I happen to agree with Richard Littlejohn today word for word. There is inciting racial/religious hatered law for some people and for some people there are "must not upset" approach. Makes me seeth with anger at times the inequality of life in modern Britain. *shaking my head*

Put these Toytown Talibandits on the first flight home
By Richard Littlejohn

"You couldn't make it up. One of the Muslim headbangers screeching hatred at British troops this week turns out to be employed as a baggage handler at Luton Airport.

So let's get this straight: a fanatical supporter of a global jihadist movement best known for blowing up planes and crashing them into buildings is considered a fit and proper person to be given an air-side pass, which could potentially afford him the chance to plant a bomb?

Jalal Ahmed's (pictured above) job involves loading bags onto aircraft. I'm sure you find that reassuring as you plan your next sunshine break.

His employers say he has passed all criminal record and security checks and works only parttime and during peak periods, when the airport is busiest. So that's all right, then. Best to avoid Luton at Bank Holidays and half-term, though, just to be on the safe side.

Airport officials insist: 'He would be in a supervised environment at all times.'
Somehow, I doubt that's the kind of 'supervised environment' most of us would like to see him in. That would involve orange jumpsuits, armed guards, razor-wire and large dogs.

A spokesman added that the airport authorities had no idea that one of their employees was involved in the demonstration. I don't suppose they did, especially as they had no idea, either, that Jalal Ahmed is connected to an illegal Islamist organisation which supports international terrorism and wants to impose Sharia law in Britain.

My guess is that not only didn't they know, they didn't want to know and made no effort to find out, lest they be accused of committing the mortal sin of 'racial profiling'.

It's the same warped mindset which sees groups of young Muslim men, accompanied by faceless women in burqas, waved through airport security without so much as a cursory glance, while old-age pensioners from Tunbridge Wells on their way to a long weekend in Madeira are subjected to the full Spanish Inquisition and a humiliating strip search.

The authorities are terrified of anything which might lead to charges of 'Islamophobia' being levelled against them. In that respect, the powers-that-be at Luton Airport are only following the official policy of this Government and its various agencies.

Appeasement and indulgence are the order of the day when it comes to dealing with Muslim extremism. Speak softly, and on no account carry a big stick.

Only yesterday we learned that even Boris Johnson, the Tory Mayor of London, has just doled out £30,000 of taxpayers' money to some dubious front organisation run by a prominent al Qaeda cheerleader, who encourages the killing of British soldiers in Iraq.

That's just a round of drinks in relation to the £90 million the Government shovels in the direction of assorted Islamist extremists. The belief seems to be that if we put them on the payroll and keep them sweet, they'll agree not to blow us up.

This official line extends through the police and the BBC. At this week's march-past by the Royal Anglians in Luton, the dopey bird covering it for Radio 4's PM programme saw no reason to mention the ethnicity of the demonstrators, although she did make a point of identifying those confronting them as 'hard-core, young white males'. No racism there, then.

On the day, the Old Bill seem to have got it into their head that their job was to protect the right of Islamist nutjobs to accuse British soldiers of rape and baby-killing in a deliberate attempt to goad otherwise law-abiding people into committing a breach of the peace.

The only arrests made were of supporters of the troops, who had turned out to watch the parade and were provoked beyond outrage at these vile slurs.

One of those arrested has been charged with a 'racially aggravated' offence, just to prove the police's even-handedness. Another diversity box ticked for the annual report.

None of the young Muslim men inciting hatred were arrested. Nor were any of the sinister, masked women taking photos at the parade.

That's curious, given that the police have recently lobbied successfully for the taking of photographs of police officers to be made a criminal offence, and have shown considerable enthusiasm in using this outrageous piece of legislation to harass snappers going about their lawful business.

How do we know these women weren't photographing soldiers to be targeted for assassination? We don't. And the police weren't interested in finding out, either.
Mustn't upset 'peace-loving' Muslims, must we?

Bedfordshire Police has plenty of previous when it comes to ' sensitivity'. Officers are ordered to take off their shoes when entering a Muslim's home, even when making an arrest, and avert their eyes from any woman present. And no police dogs must be used, because some followers of Islam consider dogs 'unclean'.

Can you imagine them showing such restraint, say, if confronted by a group of masked football hooligans making a nuisance of themselves at Luton Town FC? It would be dogs, riot shields and batons as a basis for negotiation.

Then again, with Met police officers filmed running away from violent Muslim demonstrators at the recent anti-Israel demonstrations in London, Bedfordshire's boys in blue were only conforming to type. Here come the Muslims, lads - leg it!
This craven attitude doesn't cut any ice with extremists; it only encourages and emboldens them. They spit in the face of our weakness.

The Royal Anglians would have been forgiven had they fixed bayonets and charged. If these Toytown Talibandits consider themselves part of the global jihad and think killing British soldiers is a way to behave, let them step up to the plate - not hide behind a police cordon.

Better still, let them heed the words of Justice Minister Shahid Malik, himself a Muslim: 'If these people want an Islamic state, as they profess, my advice is to go to an Islamic country. Britain is multifaith and we are proud of that fact, as indeed we are of our soldiers.'

Let's hope Jalal Ahmed is sacked immediately from his job as a baggage handler and given a one-way ticket to the nearest theocracy.
Because he's exactly the kind of impressionable young man the Islamist puppet-masters recruit to become suicide bombers - like the July 7 gang, who coincidentally boarded a train at Luton before blowing themselves up on the London Transport network.

And if he does decide to emulate them, when his allotted 72 virgins ask him if he's truly been wafted there from Paradise, he can tell them in all honesty:
'Nah, Luton Airport.'"

Second Friday 13th this year

This week has been busy at work as usual these days. One major bonus has been that a new company moved into my building and with it much needed male eye candy. They are also very charming chaps and that can't be bad for my work morale. I hope first impressions last ;)

The weekend will be extra quiet in our house as Min has whistled off to Finland for a few days and Mr S buggered off to his travels. So the cats and I will make the most of it and just chill the weekend away doing sweet f all.

Spagetti

For several years, a man was having an affair with an Italian woman. One night, she confided in him that she was pregnant. Not wanting to ruin his reputation or his marriage, he paid her a large sum of money if she would go to Italy to secretly have the child. If she stayed in Italy to raise the child, he would also provide child support until the child turned 18. She agreed, but asked how he would know when the baby was born.

To keep it discreet, he told her to simply mail him a post card, and write 'Spaghetti' on the back. He would then arrange for the child support payments to begin. One day,about 9 months later, he came home to his confused wife.

'Honey, she said, you received a very strange post card today.'

'Oh, just give it to me and I'll explain it later,' he said. The wife did and watched as her husband read the card, turned white, and fainted.

On the card was written:

'Spaghetti, Spaghetti, Spaghetti, Spaghetti, Spaghetti. Three with meatballs, two without - Send extra sauce!'

Do something funny for money

This Friday it is the Comic Relief 2009 and this song is the official one for it. I present Sir Tom Jones to my friend Miss Jennifer Jones: Islands In The Stream with Bryn & Ness. I agree's with Tom....

International Women's Day

Today it is the annual International Women's Day and my thoughts turn to those women and girls who are discriminated against and/or live in fear of violence. It is hard to believe that the year is 2009 and still you hear from women being stoned to death in dimwit cultures where stupid ignorant men rule. Luckily Amesty International has continued their campaing Stop Violence Against Women, and I hope that they never stop trying to stop it.

Of course even closer to home there are women and girls who get beaten by their spouses or boyfriends, or those who are forced into prostitution and slavery and all that happens even right here in London town. It is a sad sad state of affairs in this year of 2009. Not much has changed from the year the sword and the stone *shaking my head*.

Women's Aid

Finnish film weekend

My friend Mr TK was kind enough to send few Finnish films which will see that this weekend I can enjoy my entertainment in my mother tongue for the first time in a long time.Thank you friend!!!

Sunny Friday

Beautiful sunny Friday morning! London town in basking in a glorious sunshine and although it was a bit nippy first thing, all is forgiven because the body is churning out vitamin D and the mind is wandering to thoughts of summer. The proverbial spring also seems to be in the air as even I am feeling slightly romantic, but I am sure it will pass.

This week has been murder at work so once again the weekend is totally needed. Much of it will be no doubt spend horizontally charging the spent mental batteries. Happy Friday to all of yous :)

Sick sick sick...

Some sad cretin with no brain has gone and gone and tattoed her cat. If I ever get face to face time with the Imbecile I would tell them few chosen words followed by a compulsory tattoo session on their face. The tattoo on this sad cretin's forehead would say: I ABUSE ANIMALS I AM NOTHING



Why am I surprised? I don't know...

Mind your language

1. The Japanese eat very little fat and suffer fewer heart attacks than the British or Americans.

2. On the other hand, the French eat a lot of fat and also suffer fewer heart attacks than the British or Americans.

3. The Japanese drink very little red wine and suffer fewer heart attacks than the British or Americans.

4. The Italians drink excessive amounts of red wine and also suffer fewer heart attacks than the British or Americans.

5. Conclusion: Eat & drink what you like...It's speaking English that kills you.

Lastrap

As you know I have a gammy left ankle that whinges at the slightest use of it. It inflames the tired old ligaments and the tendonitis kicks in thus causing the whole foot to swell up and it feels like someone is doing tap dance on it with thousands of little stiletto's. The problem with getting a proper support for my gammy ankle has been that they mostly do the supports in men's sizes and anything usually just rattles around my size 3 foot. Or there are some smaller ones but boy do you have to pay for that!

Beginning of February I came across this marvellous ankle support called Lastrap in ebay and because of the price of £26.99 with free delivery I thought it sounded very reasonable. I emailed the seller and asked about my tiny foot predicament and they assured it will support even my tiny gammy ankle.

Now after tearing about and stomping around London town for three weeks, I can say that the Lastrap actually works. It manages to keep my ankle in place which in turn enables me to use it as a normal foot and that has made me very happy. Good stuff!!!



I think I will have give it a try with their knee support as well