Monthly Archives: May 2021

20210517 – Kayak Challenge


Usual lazy start, even at Bretts. Then we have a drive down to Arundel. Quaint little town with splendid castle (closed). Pleasant walk down the river and view our kayak start point for tomorrow.

Drive onto Littlehampton, sadly the fishmnoger we wanted to buy a load of fish from, to take home, is closed but call in at a Brewhouse which sells draft beers in flagons – remembered those from nipping to the Offy (off license) way back when.

I really fancy trying a Sussex Smokie but the pub that does them is closed. The first day theyre allowed to open for indoor customers, after 3 months lockdown, and the lazy arses are closed – no enterprise.

End up going to the Lobster Pot cafe on the beach. Fortunately they don’t sell beer so I’m not tempted to break my no drinking during the day commandment. Never mind soon be 17:00.

The weather is weird. One minute clear blue sky, next minute it’s rainin’ like a cow pissin’ on a flat rock. Then back home for afternoon tea.

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Lucky to be able to spend quality time with Brett & Karine. Enjoy their company even if it does take us hours to choose what to watch.

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Oh joy,Blackburn manages to excel yet again. Have they won best place to live award, city of culture, city of flowers or any other award. No they’re top for most cases of the Indian Covid 19 variant.

The press are really trying to strike fear and terror with this “Indian variant of concern” when no one truly knows how transmissible it is and it would seem that the vaccine is effective against it.

I had to laugh at one reporter who claimed that the high incidence in Bolton and Blackburn was down to areas of deprivation, poor housing, low income, ethnic minorities, overcrowding and multiple families in the same house. When we all know the problem is down to muslims not getting the vaccine. Exasperated by Eid and any other 7th century celebration. You can see the direct correlation between high incidence and muslim neighbourhoods, but no one wants to talk about that. In the UK only 8% have not had the jab when they’re eligible but 28% of muslims haven’t had the jab.

So why don’t muslims want to get vaccinated? Let’s talk about it.

From his fishmongers in the Blackburn suburb of Bastwell, Zohar Mahaldar sees and hears it all. “It’s getting very frustrating,” he said. He can’t quite believe how many people he has to shoo out of the shop for not wearing a mask, despite Blackburn having the highest overall Covid-19 infection rate in the UK.

People don’t want to take responsibility for their own health, he complained. “They say, ‘but it’s written by the almighty!’ They think if it’s Allah’s will, he will protect them. But I say to them: ‘Allah also gave you a brain’.” It’s suicide not taking Covid seriously, he said: “And suicide is haram in our religion. It is not allowed.”.

Influential muslim traditions warn that innovations sometimes come with danger, and a fear of God can produce fatalistic attitudes towards disease: even viruses are part of creation, after all. But the most distinctively Islamic concern is much simpler. Lots of believers worry that vaccines contain pork.

If common sense was applied then you would think that overcrowding, increased ethnic risk and all the other factors that make muslims a higher risk would make them be more keen to get vaccinated, not less.

Simple if you don’t want the vaccine then that’s your choice but there are consequences. In the ideal world those would be no passport, no access to indoor services and if there’s a queue for NHS services then those who could not be bothered to look after their health with a vaccination go tot he back of the queue.


Getting my spray deck on. Serious kayaking.

Brett and I are up and out for 09:20 to spend the day kayaking up the river Arun. It’s only the fastest flowing river in England and we’re going 14 miles upstream against the current. Fear not they said the tide will be going in so it will be easy. Fortunately we have touring sea kayaks which are sleek and efficient. Bad news is they are that sleek they tip easy.

Brett ready for the off.

Well it turns out they got it all wrong and we end up paddling against the current for 5 hours. We even had to paddle to just stand still. Seems we set off too early and yesterday’s rain is delaying the incoming tide. As fast as we paddle upstream we’re running ahead of the incoming tide. Amazing that the tide goes 25 miles inland on river Arun. After 5 hours we’re able to dock and get out for lunch.

Launching. No casualties.

Amateurs strike again. But despite it all we have a great day out on the water and the weather remains sunny.

Abandon the whole 14 miles at the halfway point. It would have been a 20:00 hours finish, if we’d have survived the whole trip.

Bretts adrift, it’s a strong current and those sea kayaks are difficult to turn.

Wendy gave the kayaking a pass and went shopping, it’s what women do best. Karine had to work. Brett and Karine have it made, they both work from home in their separate home offices.

Finally ready for the off.

Back home for an excellent Moussaka, cooked by Wendy and Karine with interference from Brett. He really couldn’t resist dabbling.
Perfect end to a great day.

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Being fit enough to enjoy a day out kayaking up the river Arun with Brett. Awesome.

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Well end of our 4 days with Brett and Karine as we set off back home. Really enjoyed our stay. Off on the road by 10:00, a record for Wendy. A congestion free trip home.


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After 18 days have to admit it’s nice to be home for a welcoming German beer (Javer and Konig Pilsner). Hopefully not home for too long before we can escape again.

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A university has escalated disciplinary action against a law student who said that women have vaginas and are not as physically strong as men. Lisa Keogh, 29, a mature student, was reported by classmates for her “offensive” and “discriminatory” comments that she allegedly made during lectures at Abertay University, Dundee. She was also accused of saying that women were the “weaker sex” and calling other students “man-hating feminists” after they suggested that all men were rapists and posed a danger to women.


View from a kayak on the river Arun.

Esther is delivered at the crack of sparrows a two day sojourn.

Well after 10 months Wendy Finally gets to see a consultant face to face about her back. Well not really the consultant merely one of his underlings. It only took them 6 months to arrange an MRI and then 4 months to reviewew the results. In the meantime they weren’t aware she even had an MRI and were convinced she’d had a steroid injections. Just clueless and inept. They couldn’t organise an orgy in a brothel.

On the beach at Elmer Sands.

Anyway they finally decide on a plan of action. No point in steroid injections as they wouldn’t know where to inject. Surgery is no use. Turns out she just has to put up with it, physio therapy and pain management. 9 months to come to that. I’ve been telling her for months to go and see our physiotherapist. Oh and they’ll review in 6 months.

Wendy phones the physio when she gets home and thanks to a cancellation she gets to see our physio that afternoon. He sounds confident he knows what the problem is and can improve it. Gives her some traction, some exercises to do and plan of a 4 week traction and acupuncture course. Well even if the traction doesn’t fix it at least she may be able to reach the top of the kitchen cupboards after it. Amazing what private medicine can do. Now we need to get copies of the MRI scan so that if we go to America we can get a second opinion.

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Seeeing Esther again and enjoying watching her play and develop. She’s such a character.

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I hate to criticise the NHS because I believe it is a fundamental human right, as long as people contribute to it, even if by workfare. We have such able and dedicated front line staff, just totally let down by government and senior management. Now I realise our American friends will think that this socialised medicine is tantamount to communism.

The whole philosophy needs some major rethinking. If we’d have gone to see a consultant in America he’d have packed her off for MRI and every diagnostic known to man and within a week would have the results and a plan. Problem solved promptly but you’d pay for it. Sadly with the NHS we’ve already paid for it, as the cost of a battleship was taken out of my monthly wage for NHS. Problem with the NHS is that theres’ no concept of you being a customer. Often told by NHS that “you have to appreciate this is the NHS and it’s free”. My acrid retort to that is, “it’s not free I’ve paid for it and you have to realise I have a syndrome where I go through life thinking I’m a valued customer who pays your wages and can expect good service, it’s not contagious or dangerous, and the only cure is decent customer service”.

I quite like the French system – I know that praise of anything French is rare from me – but they have social medicine (NHS) but you pay directly for treatment and then claim back about 90% of it from their NHS. Good thing with this is it encourages a direct relationship with your clinician as you are going to pay him directly and encourages competition.

Try getting a NHS GP’s appointment? That’s a 40 page rant for another day.

20150513 – Goodbye Cornwall, Hello Elmer Sands


A sunny day, awesome blue sky and a tad windy, but so much better than the rain and clouds.

Bedruthan Steps.

Drive up to Bedruthan Steps. You’re not allowed on the beach in case the cliff falls in on you. What awesome beaches and views over Bedruthan Steps Beach and Red Cove. Wendy has lunch overlooking Red Cove.

Red Cove.

Then we drive back down the coast to Crantock Beach. A short stroll on the beach down the Gannel to celebrate happy memories. Then into the village for a cream tea for Wendy. No chance. Onto Hollywell beach. Again no chance of a cream tea. It seems that the famous Cornish Cream tea has died of Covid and is rarer than a Bible seller in Tehran.

Lunch at Red Cove.

Finally onto Perranporth and call in at Tollgate Farm caravan site – we stayed there in 2007. They don’t store caravans but there is a local storage place that delivers to site, that they recommend.

Finally, get a cream tea in Perranporth, and it’s very reasonably priced.

Back home for tea. Smoked Salmon followed by a Cornish Pasty with black puddings, baked beans, and lashings of Daddies sauce.

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The spledor and beauty of Bedruthan Steps Beach and Red Cove makes you glad to be a coffin dodger rarther than pushing up daises.

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In case you missed this absurdity. It seems that the snowflakes – very appropriately named in this trauma – are ready to march, riot and have Disney cancelled because the Prince kissed Snowwhite without her consent. And it gets worse, there’s even a campaign to have the Disney Snow White ride closed / cancelled. No it’s not the 1st of April. These inane clotpoles are amongst us and what’s even worse they have a vote.


Cream Tea at last.

The forecast is sunny for the morning, so we make the supreme effort and set off out by 10:00 to saunter along the coastal path into Newquay. Our last visit this trip so we celebrate with a coffee at the pub we met at back in 1968. Inside it’s a lot bigger than I remember but as for the toilets there’s not even room to flip a coin. How can lads out on the pull be able to determine how to divvy up the birds (look it up if you’re not sure) between them?

Back for lunch, then we pack ready for our departure tomorrow to number one sons for a few days.

The rocks on Port beach.

I take a stroll down to Porth beach and explore the beach and rocks. It’s a lovely little beach and if we come down here again, which we probably will if these staycations take root, then we’d be tempted to stay around here. Our current rentals comfortable, clean, only 4 minutes to the beach and we’ve enjoyed our stay. The main downside is the approach to the back door is off-putting and the road noise, although fortunately doesn’t keep us awake or wake us. Mind you it’s not cheap considering the time of year, but I suppose everyone is jumping on the covid staycation bandwagon and having a separate entrance means we can stay here prior to the 17th May.

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Great to explore the rock formations and rock pools carved out by the ocean. I’m always amazed how all these water molecules know where to go.

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It really is about time someone in this kakistocracy got a grip and solved the problem of illegal immigration from across the Channel. They’re all able-bodied young men; mostly muslims; put up in a nice comfy hotel; fed; spending money; better looked after than our pensioners or ex-servicemen; will probably conspire against us; no doubt will want the state to support them yet not be prepared to accept our norms. They are not asylum seekers, they are economic migrants. It’s simples, if you come here illegally then you should be sent back or at least to some inhospitable shit hole that we can pay to take them. It’s just pots for rags or even goldfish for jam jars.

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Goodbye single track roads with rare passing places.

Up and set off just before 10:00 to drive to Bretts. It’s a journey from hell. Across country to Elmer Sands. Drive through Cornwall, Devon, Dorset, Hampshire and then West Sussex. The torrential downpours, especially through Dorest are horrendous, enough to wear out my wiper blades.

Great to get to Brett and Karine’s for a very welcome cup of tea. The house they moved into is great. On a lovely private, protected estate, with a village green in front. Plenty of room and you can walk to the beach in minutes. Have a grand tour, followed by a stroll down the beach and then get settled in with a very welcome bottle of red wine. Tea consists of Scallops with black pudding starter followed by Haddock and vegatable stir fry. All very tasty even if vegetables are involved.

A pleasant evening in catching up and watching some Now (The Good Doctor) and Netflix stand up comedy.

Great nights sleep. Wot no early morning road noise and toilet paper that doesn’t disintegrate as you tear it off the roll.

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A lovely warm welcome from Brett and Karine after the journey from hell. Good to see your kids happy and settled into a lovely home in a great setting.

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Wendy’s next knitting project?

The usual lazy start to the day with croissants for breakfast. Karine has to suffer watching me committ sacriledge to croissant consumption. They’re so much better with jam on them.

The harbour in the rain again.

Lunch followed by a drive down to a few harbours and a tour around the area. Mixed showers and we get soaked at the harbour. Call in at Aldi to pick up some essentials – wine.

In the evening it’s Coq Au Vin with a full bottle of wine in it, which certainly improves the flavour even more.

Then we try various Nationality tests. Good news is Karine passes the British one, as for the rest of us well that’s a bit dicey, lookes like we could all be put in a rubber dinght and packed off to France. Best news is we all qualify for the USA and even 100% for Australia.

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I suppose todays delight has to be the best Coq Au Vin ever and a great hoppy beer (Proper Job – let’s hope they sell it in Aldi Blackburn) from St Austell brewery.

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Were any wokes offended by this white brand ambassador, Ronald MacDonald? No because the snowflakes, greens and libtards were too busy whining about promoting unhealthy food. White lives matter.

20210509 – Typical English Weather


Well another lazy start to the day. Forecast is rain, wind and cloud.

Butties with a view – Newquay.

I’ve dreamt up a new software project to keep me happy. This will allow all 2 of my blog flowers to select or deselect the visibility of any of my various rants. Not so much as pandering to the snowflakes, wokes, and libtards, more about a little software project. Really need to come up with a decent project to keep the grey matter from atrophy.

Set off for a stroll into Newquay along the headlands and coastal path.

Lunch of butties (at least for her indoors, I stick with a couple of healthy Dates) sat like a couple of escaped geriatrics on a park bench watching the surfers. All we needed was our slippers and pajama bottoms to complete the picture.

I’m keeping warm.

Stroll back. It seems that the majority of the tourists are so very poor that they can’t afford jean or trousers without a tare in them. I’m oh so tempted to go up to a few of them and give them a pound towards some new ones. Then we encounter the beggar who, according to his childish sign, seems to have more birthdays than the queen. Every day is his birthday. Yet again we encounter the Newquay blue super freak, tattoos and piercings everywhere, and holes in his ear lobes big enough to hang your washing out on. I’m sure he along with the Smurfs will be offended by Morris dancers painting their faces blue. Just goes to show you can’t please everyone, so the best philosophy is to always please yourself.

Why do Blackbirds stand on one leg? Well, it appears that it is to minimise heat loss.

Afternoon tea. Then an awesome pizza with lashings of Pepperoni. Again, the weather has turned out sunny for teatime.


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Have a lively chat and catch up with Laurie and Mike. Yet more American friends who are concerned we’re not coming out to PC this year. We sure do appreciate our American friends.

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I Am A Seenager (Senior Teenager)

I have everything that I wanted as a teenager, only 60 years later.
I don’t have to go to school or work.
I get an an allowance every month.
I have my own pad.
I don’t have a curfew.
I have a driving licence and my own car.
I have ID that gets me into bars and off-licences. I like the off-licences best.
The people I hang around with are not scared of getting pregnant. They aren’t scared of anything. They have been blessed to live this long, so why be scared?
And I don’t have acne.
Life is Good!

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Just love this interview with Stephen Fry and the look on the interviewers face at some of the responses is classic.

Stephen Fry was asked what he would say to God if they met?

His reply, ‘I’d say, bone cancer in children? What’s that about? How dare you? How dare you create a world in which there is such misery that is not our fault. Why should I respect a capricious, mean-minded, stupid God who creates a world that is so full of injustice and pain? It’s not right, it’s utterly, utterly evil’

And to top it all in this crazy free speechless World he was then under police investigation for blasphemy after branding God an ‘utter maniac’.

You really couldn’t make this stuff up.

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Yea, kippers for breakfast. That’ll stink the house out for days.

Pentire headland.

Now that my software project is finished – try it above – what next.

I know I’ll vacuum the carpet. Can you believe that anybody would buy a vacuum cleaner like the one in this apartment is an absolute disgrace in design, it’s one of those drag-along ones, surely the first time you used it you take it back and demand your money back and that the designer was sacked. The cleaning head just bounces along the carpet so makes no difference. I might just as well chalk out a pentagram and boil frogs.

Fistral beach.

Drive up to Pentire and set off for a walk to the headland. Wendy backs out after 15 minutes, too hilly and windy. The views from the headland are awesome, but the wind is strong enough to blow your hearing aids out. When I get back Wendy is chatting to a couple who are caravanning down here. Bloody hell the geezer can talk for Europe, never shuts up, amazing he gets enough oxygen with all that talking. Just manage to escape with our ears still intact.

Wendy wants to go to M&S, so off we go. What a waste of time, of course they don’t have what she wanted.

Press are reporting a hot July forecast. What planet are these people living on? No one seems able to forecast tomorrow’s weather never mind two months ahead. I have 3 forecast apps and they’re all about 120 degrees apart. They never agree.

View from the pub in Mawgan Porth.

After afternoon tea we drive up the coast and stop off for an excellent pint of Tribute Ale, St Austell Brewery, at Mawgan Porth. Certainly the best part of the day, glorious sunshine, yet again.

Tea tonight is a medley of fish we’ve never tried, Red Mullet, my favourite; Cornish Brill, not much taste, vey delicate, a ladies fish; Monkfish, tasty and somebody to it. As a nation, we’re surrounded by fish and should start to eat more of it.

Will we ever get to finish “Sons of Anarchy” or “Schitts Creek”? Nearing the end of “For ALL Mankind”. Watching the Sons of Anarchy parties is enough to make you want to buy a motorbike.

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A delicious pint of Tribute Ale, by the sea, in glorious sunshine. A 2nd was oh so tempting.

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I’ve been searching the Quran for the passage that says “thou shalt ignore the infidels disabled parking slots and mother and child places”. Dammed if I can find it, but it seems to be an essential one of the pillars of Islam, judging by the number of apparent members of the religion of pieces and permanent offence who abuse these facilities.

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Woke vandalism. How dare they edit or ban this episode.

FAWLTY Towers fans were stunned this evening as the BBC aired the show’s controversial “banned” episode – including the famous Nazi scene in full.
The 1970s British sitcom aired after EastEnders on BBC One tonight, with some viewers blasting it as “inappropriate” online.

Classic 1975 episode The Germans was removed from BBC Studios-owned platform UKTV due to its “offensive content and language” last year.

However, it was reinstated with a warning message, and some of the highly offensive slurs edited out.
The episode is best known for Basil Fawlty, played by John Cleese, goose-stepping while imitating German Nazis – with the character also famously exclaiming: “Don’t mention the war!”.

In case there’s anyone out there who hasn’t seen it or wants to see this master piece of British comedy for the 44th time you can view it here –


St Ives Harbour.

Lazy start and forecast is not good. All three forecasts are not good, but all in different time frames and levels of gloom and doom, so it’s off to St Ives for a saunter around, probably in the rain.

Have a wander around St Ives in the intermittent drizzle. If I smell or see yet another Cornish pastie shop I’m going to have my throat sewn up and my nostril stuffed.

St Ives – washout English weather.

The whole place is a picture of a washout English holiday, compounded by the Covid restrictions not allowing any indoor food or drinks. If ever there was a need to understand why so many Brits go abroad for their holidays, this is it. Wendy catches the bus back up to the free car park. I go for the exercise. All the way up the steep steps is one hell of a free HIIT workout.


Decide to drive back up the coast road to explore Portreath, Port Towan and St Agnes. At least by now the rains stopped and it’s starting to get a bit sunnier. Portreath is a pleasant little place with a nice cove. Best that can be said about Porth Towan is that there are plenty of pubs and eating places. As for St Agnes it’s just a sizeable inland village.

By the time we get home for afternoon tea, the suns out and all is well with the World.


Decide we’ll have a stroll down to the Mermaid Pub on Port beach. The sun is out and it’s lovely to just sit and have a pint, or two, of Tribute Ale. Thats, after you’ve downloaded the app to order and pay for your drinks, which then take just under 20 minutes to arrive. And this is progress?

Have chats with Fiona and then Kurt rings for a chat. Finally finish off “For All Mankind”, somewhat underwhelming. Apple certainly need to do better. I really cannot see Apple TV surviving. Why didn’t they use some of their cash mountain to buy up an existing player and get some collateral?

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Seagulls clamouring for food.

Watching the seagulls on the apex of the roof. Theyre very terroratorial and see off any outsiders. Get up to all sorts of antics. Look like a fairly meaty bird. I’ve often wondered whether you can cook one and eat it?


Porth beach from the pub.

They are meat-eaters, and may have trichinella, a parasitic roundworm, as well as other poisons accumulating in the bird. Furthermore, since they aren’t farmed they take a taste from whatever they have eaten, be it fish, if they live by the coast, or leftover kebabs, like the ones in the city. All species of gull are protected under the Wildlife and Countryside Act 1981 and the Wildlife (Northern Ireland) Order 1985. This makes it illegal to intentionally or, in Scotland and Northern Ireland, recklessly injure or kill any gull or damage or destroy an active nest or its contents. Well now I know.

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Whilst not making excuses for Boris’s handling of the pandemic perhaps this helps us understand the outcome a bit better:

A new study has shown experts “substantially underestimated” how devastating the coronavirus pandemic would be in the UK up to the end of 2020, it showed they underestimated the COVID-19 death toll by more than half.

The 140 experts, which included people such as epidemiologists, statisticians, and clinicians, were surveyed in April last year.

The median answer was 30,000 deaths when the actual death toll was more than double: 75,346.
As to infections, the median prediction was 4,000,000, while the actual number of cases could have been 6,385,254.

However, the survey also interviewed 2,086 “laypersons” – and they under-estimated the pandemic even more than the experts. The “non-experts” had forecast a median of 25,000 deaths by the end of the year, a third of the actual number, and just 800,000 infections, about one-eighth of the Imperial College estimate.


It’s a luvly shade o’ black o’er t’mother-in-laws. Well a rainy and cloudy day forecast. Perhaps the worst so far. We hunker down for the day with the highlight being a trip to Sainsbury to buy some bin liners.

Turns out the forecasts are right, it rains nearly all day but then at teatime out comes the sun again.

If ever there is day to make you want to be out of this goddamn sodden country then today is that day. Get me out of here to Park City. And to make matters worse it’s a no alcohol day – sure, drinking kills brain cells – but only the weak ones.

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A rather long rant to finish off with but this is a real blood boiler for me:

Dominic Raab condemned for ‘hiding’ details of massive overseas aid cuts.

Forget condemning him for this he and all the libtards and snowflakes who support foreign aid should be condemned for spending any foreign aid. Why are we giving away money we don’t have to countries that hate us, conspire against us, and openly try to bring about our downfall. This ridiculous 0.7 % of GDP folly should be abolished. I’ve no issue with emergency aid to poor countries in the event of a disaster.

We’ve enough issues in our own country – charity begins at home.

Foreign secretary accused of refusing to come clean on ‘the most draconian cuts ever made’ – despite promising transparency

The cuts are in response to a decision by Rishi Sunak, the chancellor, to cut UK overseas development aid from 0.7 percent of gross national income (GNI) to 0.5 percent. It has been exacerbated by a fall in GNI as a result of the Covid crisis.

Foreign aid will fall from about £12 billion to £8 billion. The move is being challenged in the courts, backed by libtards and Tory MPs including the former development secretary Andrew Mitchell who claim that it is illegal without new legislation.

I’ve been trying to uncover what we spend. Not a very easy task but here are some of the more rank stupidities:

Top aid spend is to Pakistan with a total of £305 million. Bear in mind that Pakistan can afford to spend about £35 million on a space programme and can afford nuclear weapons.

India gets about £108 million and yes they too can afford a space programme and nuclear weapons.

Meanwhile, we sent £71m in aid to China in a single year, despite the country having an economy five times the size of the UK’s; nuclear weapons; a space programme; no concept of human rights and being at what can best be described as an economic war against us.

And the real icing on this lunacy from the kakistocracy in the great chattering house has to be £16 million of taxpayers’ cash to Iran in just four years to improve “educational links”. Iran, a 7th century barbaric, rogue terrorist state, seeking world domination by islam, no concept of human rights and openly wanting to kill us.

Go figure!

And this is where the money we don’t have goes to.

And the big donors. Wot nothing from China. Perhaps they feel they’ve given the World enough with Covid!

20210505 – Happy Days in Cornwall


Hollywell Bay

Lazy start and then we’re off to Crantock, Hollywell and Perranporth. A pilgrimage to old holiday haunts both from when we first met and subsequent holidays with the kids. You forget how narrow the roads are down here, with giant hedgerows so you can’t see any of the scenery. A bit like driving down a tube, but the hedgerows just team with flora and wildlife.
Pass on going on Crantock beach. Park up on Hollywell bay where they’re filming some secretive film or TV series. All very hush, hush and no one claims to know what it is. Could it be Poldark? They’ve filmed that here before. Will we get to see that tasty wench Demelza? There’s certainly a mass of gear being set up, why they’ve even installed a road across the beach. While wendy stuffs her face with lunch

Film crew colonising Hollywell Bay.

I climb up the sand dunes to see what is going on. As I get near to all the gear being set up two security guards, from a flock of guards, swoop down on me and want to be very friendly and deter me from approaching closer or taking pictures. Bear in mind they’re not filming, just setting up and have taken over a lot of the beach. They try to stop me from taking photographs. Claiming there are young children there and it would be improper. As you can see from the photo there are no young children. “Where are these young children then.” Oh, they’re down there they say. “Oh, have you imported them in as an excuse to stop anyone photographing? I see no children”. But hang on a minute if these invisible children are going to be in a film why should my photographing be a problem? I take photographs. They try and stop me walking over the sand dunes.

Porth headland.

Plenty of fond memories of Hollywell bay and the kids enjoying their blow up dingy in the stream there. Great thatched pub selling real ales. Happy days.

When wendy finished her nosh and I’ve had my 3 Dates we set off to Perranporth.

Well, Perranporths not changed much. Such a nice little place, not as big and busy as Newquay. Again many happy holidays there staying at Lillian’s guest house.

Afternoon tea for two and then we set off back home.

Porth beach.

Wendy goes in to make tea whilst I set off to explore the headland and the blow hole on Porth beach. Not much of a blow today. Need to go when the seas a lot rougher. Never mind, still a lovely stroll.

Watching “Ted Lasso”, one of the few decent series on Apple TV, when I’m distracted by a pornographic episode on a neighbour’s roof. Two seagulls are at it like rabbits. Hang on a minute one scampered off to the roof apex, must be the female with a headache.

Despite the original forecast of rain, it’s turned out sunny with clouds and no rain. Fortunately that wind has died down. Another pleasant day.

Turns out they are filming the prequel to “Game of Thrones”, called “House of the DRagon”, must be costing a fortune.
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Brett setting sail to sea in Hollywell Bay.

Happy memories in and around Crantock, Hollywell Bay and Perranport, of our first few days together in my little white mini with a giant surf boad strapped on top, it’s a wonder we didn’t take off, as we careered down the narrow lanes with Tom, Dot and Wendy. The two girls we’re terrified at the speed. On top of that many happy family holidays, kids in their blow up dingy in the stream and my Mum joining us on some of them.

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I just cannot comprehend the mentality of someone who parks in a disabled slot when there is nothing wrong with them. Must be too damned lazy to walk the extra few yards. Even more frustrating when they do it outside the gym. What scroats. Society could well do without them. Sadly if you challenge them they don’t comprehend what the problem us.


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Driving down the quiet, narrow country lanes brings back some of the joy in driving.

Padstow harbour.

After our usual lazy start we set off the Wadebridge. There’s, a fishmonger there, rarer than a bible seller in Tehran, we want to go to as well as exploring the town. The town was a tad underwhelming. The fishmongers was a great experience. Good choice of fresh fish. Plenty of advice on what to choose and even how to cook it. The mackerel had been caught just this morning and we even get to see the fishing boat responsible. Fortunately, this guy just loves his job, can fillet all our fish for us and has even won prizes for his filleting skills. As well as some dressed Crab, we buy some Cornish Brill and Red Mullet to try. It’s always a pleasure to meet people who obviously love their work.

Then we set off to Padstow. This place is another that seems to think that all parking spaces should be just big enough to shoe horn a Renault Twizy into. The harbour area is heaving but we manage to find a form to sit on and enjoy our mid-day repast. Take a stroll around the harbour, down to a beach which never seems to materialise and then, of course, wander around a few cute shops selling all sorts of junk that people may want but certainly don’t need and soon will grow tired of.

Post Isaac. No Doc Martin.

Off then to visit Doc Martin at Port Isaac. Drive down some of the narrowest roads ever. Best to turn the wing mirrors in. Well, this place is a tad disappointing. Not really much there, but some good exercise up the hill back to the free car park (only to May 17). Finally, find somewhere for afternoon tea in the grounds where they film the schoolyard in Doc Martin.

Back home for a great Crab and Smoked Mackeral salad, topped off by a luscious Primitivo from Morrisons.

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Should be mandatory reading in every secondary school.

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Morris dancers change face paint from black to blue after racism fears. June last year, the Joint Morris Organisations issued a statement calling for dancing groups to eliminate the use of full-face black makeup in response to the Black Lives Matter movement.

You really cannot make this ridiculous woke stupidity up. Why do we tolerate it, time for “Old Lives Rule”.


A sun and cloud day, and no rain.


After lazy start we set off down to Mevagissey. A classic cornish harbour, complete with grot shops and tourists. We’ve been before but like my breakfast, I can’t remember it. At least it’s easy to park and doesnt need a 2nd mortgage. Have lunch by the harbour and a very short stroll around.

Then I have this mad desire to go explore Portmellon. It seems that the only route there is by the narrowest of alleyways that you need to pull your wing mirrors in to get through. Passing places rarer than a Christian church in Tehran. And what a disappointment, nothing there to write home about. Journey back down through Mevagissey (can I spell it the same twice in a row) is a throwback to the good old days of motoring, when you had a man in front with a red flag. In this case, it’s Wendy in front, sans red flag, trying to stop dimwits creating the need to reverse. Typical, she gets told to F Off by one lemming. Well, now I know what’s at Portmellon. We certainly never be going there again and perhaps it’s a lesson to not be ruled by your desires.

For all our American friends this is what a narrow Cornish road is like.

What a coincidence. Prior to today I had never heard of, nor seen a Renault Twizy car until I was doing my blog and wanted the name of the narrowest car. And then on the way to that place we encounter a Renault Twizy, ideal for those roads but certainly not on my wish list.

Decide to call in at St Austel on the way back. Hmm…, another town in its death throws, with the usual surplus of charity shops and empty shops. Does have a nice town square with some hearty wench serenading inattentive tourists and fleeting locals.

Back home for afternoon tea. No real hike today.

Dinner is a fantastic fry up of bacon, egg, beans and best of all black puddings.

Listen to the Covid update from the house of the chief of the kakistocracy. So where can we travel to beyond these wet and windy shores after 17th May? There’s only 12 on the Green list – can travel to, “no quarantine” status – and France and America are not on it. The United States (Uk is still on the USA’s “Do not travel” advisory) and most of Europe are on the UK’s “amber” list – no travel to amber list countries or territories for leisure purposes and requires arrivals back to UK to self-isolate for 10 days and pay for two PCR tests. Well for now that puts the kibosh on going to France or returning to Park City for at least another 4 weeks. Other than Israel and Ireland there’s nowhere on the green list I fancy going and her indoors thinks she’ll get blown up if she goes to Israel. Mind you the way things are shaping up in NI that could be a worry in Belfast. Meanwhile, we need to understand when they say Ireland is on the green list is that Southern Ireland (EU Country) as well?

All very disappointing, so it looks like plan B for June – Irish road trip.

Will we ever get the caravan back from France before outright war is declared with the EU?
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Facetime with Jasper to wish him a happy 8th birthday. He’s such a happy chappy and can always bring a smile to our faces. Miss him whilst away but at least there’s facetime, if we can drag him away from his iPad.

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Henry Kissinger allegedly asked when he was U.S. Secretary of State: “Who do I call when I want to speak to Europe?”By one count, the EU now has 10 “presidents,” possibly 11, depending on how you classify its various institutions. That’s not including the 27 leaders of the member states — except whichever of them is currently holding the rotating presidency of the Council of the European Union.

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Here the Chinese go again with their total disregard for the rest of the World. Not content with espionage; cyber terrorism; human rigths atrociies; genocide; intellectual propert right theft; violations in Hong Long; economic warfae and dumping; attempted domiantion of the China seas; intimidation of Taiwan and of course not forgetting repeated infliction of a deadly virus on the rest of the World, they now want to cast off their spent ockets on anyone:

A used Chinese rocket is currently tumbling through space and scientists do not know exactly when or where it will return to Earth—but it could be soon. They really don’t give a damn.

The situation is “potentially not good” and “really negligent on China’s part.”

It is not the first time a Long March 5B rocket has made an uncontrolled re-entry into the Earth’s atmosphere. The same thing happened in May last year, when the rocket made its first flight on May 5 and placed a prototype crew capsule into low Earth orbit.


Truro in the rain.

Very lazy start as it’s rain all day.

Off to explore Truro. Seems the best we can do on a rainy day.

It’s a lovely town. Plenty of diverse shops; no homogenised shopping; and best of all a traffic-free centre. Hardly notice the rain. Its other claim to fame is that it seems to have the only Natwest Bank in Cornwall. Alas they can’t be bothered to open at the weekend. Is it time to look for another bank?

Truro cathedral. Still in the rain.

Manage to finally purchase some kitchen knives for Wendy. This time it’s ones with the blade all the way through the handle so hopefully, they won’t snap. Sadly made in China but razor-sharp. The question now is how do we get them home without being arrested for carrying two dangerous weapons?

How can it take 20 minutes to go into a shop to buy some wrapping paper – I despair.

Pop into Waitrose on the way home for the weekly shop. Home delivery is so much better. My threshold of tolerance is about 5 minutes, by which time I’ve bought all I need and am ready to go to the car and play on my iPhone. Seems very similar to Jasper’s behavior with his iPad.
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Todays been a real challenge to find the good and positive. I suppose we should just be grateful being alive and being on holiday, somewhere different to explore, rather than mopsing around in howling gales in Belthorn.

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Is there anything that Apple won’t patent?

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Saw this on the death of free speech and thought it well worthy of airing. Hopefully, it may offend a few wokes, snowflakes and libtards. Who knows they may even conjure up all the forces of evil and have a violent protest march on Belthorn. Click on image for Rowan Atkinson on free speech

20210501 – Escape To Old Haunts – Newquay


Could this be why we’ve never holidayed in England for the past 10 years?

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The daily doses of crap, weak politicians, death of common sense, defective software, wokes, snowflakes and libtards could really grind you down. But from now on there has to be at least one good thing per day to celebrate.

Today I’m thankful for an easy 347 mile, 5 and a qaurter hour, drive down to Newquay. No traffice jams, just a few slow road work sections – more about those later.

Also good to come back to old haunts after a 14-year absence. When I say old haunts this is where I “picked Wendy up” back in 1968. I wonder whether the pub will have a Blue Plaque celebrating that famous event?

Driving over Bodmin Moor bought back memories of 04:00 in the morning set off with Mum and Dad in a split-screen Morris Minor that struggled on even the slightest incline, complete with AA printed and detailed route instructions, went through the centre of so many towns. Horrendous tailbacks on the A30 and broken down steaming vehicles littering our route. No motorways or dual carriageways then. Today there’s a great dual carriageway.

Yet another region that wants independence. Why I think Belthorn should go for it.

Set off at a leisurely 11:30. It’s bank holiday weekend and the traffic forecasts are dire. Boy we can sure pick our days to travel. At least with a late start we might avoid the inevitable early onslaught. Turns out to be a good decision.

After a great journey finally locate our VRBO home for the next two weeks. The rental earns its first black mark before we’ve even opened the door. The address / directions / location on Google maps are all a complete joke. Even when we’re in the car park, no sign of Number 3.

Before we unpack I check the essentials are working ok – wifi is good. Clean, modern and well equipped. The outside approach is a bit disappointing, but then you don’t live outside. Wifi is good and very stable. We’re only about 200 yards from Porth Beach and it’s lovely and sunny to greet us

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How about this for a telephone answering message to deter the nuisance calls:

“How kind of you to ring. Please don’t hang up. Stay on the line. You are being connected directly to the Scotland Yard fraud squad. By the time you’ve listened this long, their technology will have traced this call to wherever in the world you are ringing from, so expect a knock at your door soon and know that your phoe line will be terminated automatically withing the next 24 hours. Have a nice day. If you are a genuine caller, then sorry about shouting at you. Just leave a message and I will ring you back. Thanks.”

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Another one of the many things that really gets my gorge rise:

Nazanin Zaghari-Ratcliffe has been sentenced to a year in prison after being found guilty of propaganda activities against the regime in Iran.

Who in their right mind would trust this barbaric terrorist state?

The British-Iranian charity worker was also given a one-year ban on leaving the country.
Her lawyer said she had been accused of taking part in a demonstration in London 12 years ago and giving an interview to the BBC Persian Service.

Can you believe we are even stupid enough to give them foreign aid – more on this later.

Why are we putting up with this nonsense from Iran – a rogue terrorist state that wants World domination of the religion of pieces and permanent offence – as prescribed by the quran. What are we doing about it? Sweet Fanny Adams. We should be doing absolutely everything within our power against them; impose outright sanctions; if there are any assets we’ve not already seized then seize them; cyber attacks on them. They say they want to kill us – believe them. We certainly shouldn’t be negotiating with them on the nuclear deal. They cannot be trusted. Even our ten-year-old brainless cocker spaniel could tell you that.


The usual lazy start to the day. Time for coffee and to catch up on all the disturbing news. Apple News does a great job of bringing together news from all over, especially the Times and Wall Street Journal. Too much news really. Then it’s time to start my blog. The rants and writing is somehow very therapeutic.

We take a stroll along the coastal footpath into Newquay. Stop for a luscious beer outside the pub where we met. No sign of a historic blue plaque to mark the occasion. Big debate on what the pub was called in those days. Why they’ve even changed the name of the pub from “The Saddle Bar” to “The Central” and on top of that doubled its size. Take plenty of photos whilst the suns out, because this may be our only chance if the dire weather forecasts are to be believed.

Wendy buys a sandwich and she has lunch sat in a park overlooking Towan Beach. We sure know how to live.

Try to find a decent bottle of brandy for Wendy. No chance. Call in Asda which seems to be housed in some back street shed. Still it lacks the scroats that infest Blackburn Asda.

Stroll back for afternoon tea.

Start watching Line of Duty, now that all episodes are available so we can binge-watch. Don’t know who is responsible for the sound and awful accents. Have the hearing aids on full blast and it still sounds like it was recorded in a washing machine on a slow soak.

End to a great sunny day.
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Today’s delight was a sunny lunchtime, drinking St Austel bitter sat outside the pub where wendy and I met some 52 years ago. Strolling through a very different Newquay bought back many holiday memories.

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Saw this from the good old days, when British comedy could take the urine out of anything without some woke snowflake having an epileptic fit and summoning up a violent protest march.
Constable Savage sketch

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Well, it seems like Europe is even madder at us. What with our vaccine success, compared to their tardy failures, and our forecast growth this year of 6.8% compared to their achievement of a double-dip recession of 0.6% between January and March. What can you expect when you have a failed female German defense minister trying to run the show supported by a motley group of political failures especially sought out from around the EU.

Their latest bright idea is to sue AstraZeneca for failed vaccine deliveries. Nothing to do with their general incompetence, lack of investment and sloppy contract terms. Now that’s a really great way to promote pharmaceutical companies and encourage them to develop solutions in the EU. Come to the UK where you will be welcomed and supported.


Lazy start again.

Well if ever there was a reason to escape from Belthorn at every opportunity, this has to be it:

Hyndburn now has the highest infection rate in England as cases rise in nine Lancashire boroughs

You have to be taking the urine.

Hyndburn, Blackburn with Darwen, Preston, Chorley, Lancaster, Burnley and South Ribble are above the national average with Rossendale, Pendle, Wyre, West Lancs, Blackpool, Ribble Valley and Fylde below

Then it’s off to Morrisons and with a stop up at Waitrose. Just the excitement we need for such a blustery stormy day. At least thers no rain until 15:00, but wind enough to blow me hubcaps off.

Oh, the joy of Morrison, it’s heaving, you’d think they were giving it away.

Waitrose is so much more pleasant and relaxed. Such a better class of person, they all wear masks. Mind you very pricey.

Trying to find a quality mellow brandy so Wendy can adulterate it with lemonade – perversion. I guess Cornwall is not into brandy, seems to be rarer than a Taliban wearing a pinny and washing the dishes for his wife.

Find a few nice red wines, Carmenere, Primitivo and Pinot Noir. Glad to say none from the EU, always gives me a sense of delight when I avoid buying from the EU. Keep this up and their economy will be tanking big style – payback time.

After spending a fortune we head back for afternoon tea and watch the rain.

In the evening we binge out on “Line of Duty” again. Get through 4 episodes, couldn’t understand much of the dialogue. Leave the excitement of the last episode until tomorrow. Whilst sat watching TV, supping some mediocre Pinot Noir, I’m poleaxed by the standard lamp falling over in a drunken state. This is the second time it’s tried to kill me.
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How lucky we are to be able to do the weekly shop without having to worry about the cost.

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Just love this amazing exploitation of the English language, so clever:

Medical experts in London today were asked if it is time to ease the COVID lockdowns.

Allergists were in favour of scratching it, but Dermatologists advised not to make any rash moves.
Gastroenterologists had a sort of a gut feeling about it, but Neurologists thought the government lacked the nerve.
Obstetricians felt certain everyone was labouring under a misconception, while Ophthalmologists considered the idea short-sighted.
Many Pathologists yelled, “Over my dead body!” while Paediatricians said, “Oh, grow up!”
Psychiatrists thought the whole idea was madness, while Radiologists could see right through it.
Surgeons decided to wash their hands of the whole thing and pharmacists claimed it would be a bitter pill to swallow.
Plastic Surgeons opined that this proposal would “put a whole new face on the matter.”
Podiatrists thought it was a step forward, but Urologists were pissed off by the whole idea.
Anaesthetists thought the whole idea was a gas, and Cardiologists didn’t have the heart to say no.
In the end, the Proctologists won out, leaving the entire decision up to the assholes in politics.😊

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Yeah, I now have my Covid 19 Vaccination passport online. Impressive MyGP app that works with NHS database. Well done NHS, credit where it’s due. Well America, now will you let me in?

On top of that the country has now given 50 million vaccinations, 15 million people, including us, have now had both jabs. What an awesome effort. Amazing.

A lovely sunny but blustery day.

Another lazy start to the day, with a negative covid 19 lateral flow test for both of us. What a horrible experience these tests are, but we try and do our bit. Another impressive service from the NHS.

Finallie of “Line of Duty” tonight. Who is “H”. Exciting but oh so sad that we are excited.

Drive down to Towan Head for Wendy’s picnic lunch; stroll up to the headland; then a stroll into Newquay to buy some Cornish pasties for tea; followed by a pot of tea overlooking the harbour. Wow, spare no expense on this trip.

Huer’s hut

Come across the Huers Hut and a load of rug rats being told tales about the hut. God those teachers must have been brave to take that mob of rug rats out. Apparently, in the 14th century, the hut was occupied by a Huer who kept a lookout for shoals of Pilchards. When spotted he blew his horn and the fishermen all dashed out to catch the Pilchards. Pity they still don’t do it. You try buying fresh Pilchards or sardines these days.

Cornish pastie with Daddys sauce for tea then drive down to Truro to play pickleball. Traffic chaos around Truro. Nice and sunny but the wind was enough to blow the knickers off a nun. Certainly made for some interesting games. Not as much fun though as our motley crew. It’s only a game! Mind you best not to play after a cornish pastie.

Back home to some Pinot Noir and the final episode of “Line of Duty”. Still confused. Have they found “H”? Well, that leaves it open for another season.

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Now you’d think this was some sort of April fools’s joke but sadly for America it’s true. Have they nothing better to do?

The Supreme Court debates the all-powerful F-word

The justices will consider a high school girl’s Snapchat post. But it won’t be the first time the court weighs whether the F-word is protected speech.

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Back in the day (1968) this is where Tom and I went for a psychological meal as we stood outside and drooled over the menu.

What is it with Cornwall that they have such a surfeit of traffic cones and portable traffic lights. Boy, do they use them with a vengeance. Seems they are everywhere. The worst example of the excesses of too many cones and portable traffic lights was a one-way system that was only necessary because of the greedy portable traffic lights obstructing the road. Well, I suppose if you’ve got them you have to use them.