Well another lazy start to the day. Forecast is rain, wind and cloud.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.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.
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.
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!
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.
Yea, kippers for breakfast. That’ll stink the house out for days.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.
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.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.
A delicious pint of Tribute Ale, by the sea, in glorious sunshine. A 2nd was oh so tempting.
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.
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 – https://www.dailymotion.com/video/x7tnzc8
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.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?
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?
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.
Well todays “wave” is a real challenge. I suppose we should just be grateful for being warm, safe, dry and well fed.
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.