Movement of Shipping

This will be the last blog for a couple of weeks as we are making a tour by boat around what is still the United Kingdom.  It will give us a chance to see the coast of Scotland before it breaks away to a life not plagued by debts nor deluded into thinking that they still have a role to play in the world.  Once the Scots have their independence we can grant the same boon to the Welsh and the Conservative party can then govern England forever.  As such we shall no longer have to spend our time and money propritiating the Celts and will have no need for a trimming Premier like Dave. Incidentally should not the English have something to say about the matter?  As usual it is all being done over our heads and we are being ignored.  Chesterton comes to mind (there is a vogue for him at the moment):

Smile at us, pay us pass us,

But do not quite forget

For we are the people of England

That never have spoken yet.

Dave's latest gaffe is his message to his generals, "I'll do the talking; they can do the fighting."  He has forgotten that thanks to his defence cuts they no longer have the weapons they need to fight wars that nobody anticipated.  Anyway he is going to go on bombing Gadhaffi's stronghold for "as long as it takes".  Is it now the government's intention to kill Gadhaffi or do we just want him to surrender? Why can't we stop meddling?
The kindle is being charged up for the holiday and tho I don't yet like reading without holding a book I am building up a small library of books out of copyright which are free.  I shall watch nothing but tennis on TV to be free of reminders of the folly and stupidity of our lords and masters to which I shall return with my usual disgust.
Wimbledon is full of grunting women this year, But they look pretty good so we shall have to forgive the noises they make.  Sharapova started it all a few years ago and she has now gone on to greater things, earns eighteen million dollars a year and is now promoting a new range of chocolates called Sugarpova.  Good luck to her.

Mainly Politics

Christopher Isherwood wrote about Sally Bowles in "Goodbye to Berlin."  Others turned it into "I am a Camera"  a stage play then a film.  After that it was turned into the musical, "Cabaret" on stage and then in the cinema.  Isherwood only wrote once about this sad promiscuous night club performer but collected royalties all his life.  How nice for him.  The winner of the competition has donated his prize to "Homes for Heroes".

Sad news last week.  Our last aircraft carrier is being broken up in Turkey - we used to build ships now we can't even dismantle them - and a huge order for railway rolling stock has gone from our wonderful government to Germany.  On the bright side I am sure that Dave is going to defeat Gadaffi in a few months time when we shall have fired off all our missiles.  Happily we can afford to replace them though we can't keep libraries open.  Dave wrote a very nice article in suitably sloppy prose with split infinitives and prepositions at the end of sentences to convince us that all families would benefit from having a father as well as a mother.  What a novel idea.  Is this a part of the 'Big Society'?  I think we should be told.

Cabaret

Where on earth did this come from at 3.00 a.m?

                           

Sally was very good to Christopher;

She kept him going all his life.

It's just as well he wrote a book of her;

She would have been disaster as a wife.

A prize of  £5.00 will be sent to the first recipient of this blog to identify the characters and the book. 

The world of politics has clearly gone mad.  The two Eds (Milliband and Balls) want tax cuts while Boy George and Vince Vicious want to retain the high levels of tax imposed by Balls when he was Gordon Brown's puppet master.  Let us scrap the coalition and leave the country to Labour who will soon  clear up their own mess.

Cantuar

Suddenly everybody hates the Archbishop of Canterbury.  We are treated to a lot of stuff about "this turbulent priest" and how he should not interfere in politics.  Why not?  One thing he is right about is that no one elected the coalition government.  What happened bwas that Dave and little Cleggy got together after an inconclusive election and did a deal so that Dave could go to live at No.10 and some Lib Dems would suddenly find themselves in government.  A shabby compromise which will stick because the Lib Dems know that they would lose their seats in a snap election.  So Dave could get tough and do what he likes but he wont because he is a big soft pudding.  And nothing will change at the NHS.

Saturday TV is total crap apart from repeats of Dad's Army.  What a shame we do not still have bank managers like Capt. Mainwaring.  He may have been pompous and self satisfied but he was honest conscientious and hard working.  We used to have one like him and gave him lunch once a year.  But about ten years ago he was swept aside and put out to grass to be replaced by a succession of anonymous young people who aspired to higher things.  We never got to know them.  When I see the sort of crooks who get to the top as bankers nowadays I often think of our nice Mr Philips and regret his passing. 

George and the Gragon

Boy George has stuck his head over the parapet and told us that all is well with the economy and the government is well on its way to meet its targets. But they are far too modest and we now need growth as well as cuts.  One simple way to stimulate growth would be to abolish the fifty per cent top rate of income tax.  But he won't do this because he is scared of Vince "Soak the Rich" Cable. And little Cleggy wants even more people brought into it. What a shame we have not got a truly Conservative government.  We could have one if Dave was strong enough to ignore the Lib Dems who will never break up the coalition because their members are all frightened of losing their seats.  So we blunder on with a government which nobody voted for.  I hope our Apache helicopters are all right.  They weren't meant for protecting civilians, which is the only reason for us to be in Libya.

Summer is really upon us when the tennis courts turn from red to a luscious green.  What a relief.  And make the men wear whites and even long trousers again.  The women too should be soberly attired except for the divine Sharapova who can wear what she wants as long as she keeps on grunting. And how good the strawberries are.  It must be due to global warming.

Roses, Roses, all the Way

Ask me no more where Jove bestows

When June is past, the fading rose......

but June has only just begun and the roses are fading already.  It must be the warm weather and the drought brought on by that and the lack of rain.  I blame Global Warming even though they have had plenty of rain in the north of England and it has not been all that hot there.  The answer is simple. Global Warming is taking place in the south of the country but not in the north.  Without this belief the whole Climate Change conspiracy would fail. And what would we do with all those billions of pounds we are going to spend in meeting this phantom challenge?  I suggest that we use them to buy more bombs to drop on Tripoli. After all, if we keep on long enough, one of them must finally hit Gadaffi and Dave can take all the credit for what will be his first experience of warfare.  I am glad I am not one of those Libyan civilians who are being protected by NATO. 

Tears are round, the sea is deep;

Roll them overboard and sleep.