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Sunday 29 June 2014

I could tell I was back in the UK when…….


As I was exiting the airport terminal into the open air, and commencing to light up a ciggie,  an officious prick in uniform passing in the opposite direction  through the entrance way tells me in a loud voice, “No smoking in the terminal”. FFS

It really goes to show what a rigid, almost police state we seem to have become.

It was an absolute joy being on Crete for two weeks. No petty officialdom anywhere in sight. Smoking is hardly restricted at all. The average grecian is not the slightest bit bothered whether someone smokes or not. Ash trays are on the tables in tavernas and if you stub out a cigarette in one it will very shortly be replaced with a clean one.

I suppose I shouldn’t complain as I’ve just found out that the identical house to me, next door, is being solid for £150k more than I thought the houses were worth.

Maybe I’ll sell up and move to Greece.

Saturday 14 June 2014

first day of my incarceration

Today saw myself enjoying a full day on sunny Crete. After a late rise at half past eight, having made a cup of tea, I availed myself of one of the many sun loungers by the pool. After a short time I had built up my empire to comprise a table, ash tray, cigarettes, tea, and my trusty kindle.

Absolute bliss. This is the way holidays should be. No pressure and no urgent commitments. In fact as little planning as possible.

At about twelve noon it was decided that a trip into the village was required for lunch, and more importantly, beer. This objective was achieved without any fuss and eventually we staggered back to the villa. A happy satisfied band.

We've since been out for a meal and are finally rounding out the day with some large whiskys at the villa's  poolside bar.

Wednesday 11 June 2014

I’m off.

On holiday that is, from this Friday.

Although I doubt that any reader of this blog will miss me due to the lack of decent material over the last few months. Every blogger has that moment when looking at his keyboard, he just sighs and stares into space.

Anyway, I’m off to the sunny island of Crete where I will spend two weeks of reading, eating, drinking, and generally relaxing.I’ll have plenty of room to relax in as well.

As there were only going to be four of us this year we applied for a luxury villa that would accommodate six. However we were offered a villa that sleeps twelve persons for the same price. How could you turn that down? We’ve stayed in that villa before and it really is superb.

villa dion

So think of me having to endure fourteen days of hot weather, cheap booze and fags, and the ability to do what I want to do, when I want to do it.

I might even write the occasional blog post rubbing it in.

Tuesday 10 June 2014

Can this be true?


After protests from environmentalists, Gloucestershire Police are to stop using CS gas sprays on violent suspects and will carry a deodorant-style roll-on version instead. A leaked memo sent to area commanders gives details of how suspects must be told to get their hands up so trained officers can move in rapidly to apply the roll-on to one or both exposed armpits. Within seconds, the roll-on causes nausea, vomiting and streaming eyes while its sandalwood-and-musk scent creates a disabling degree of social embarrassment that can last several hours…………….

Read the rest HERE

Monday 9 June 2014

Wednesday 4 June 2014

Oh dear

He really doesn’t understand, does he.

star letter

Monday 2 June 2014

Sunday 1 June 2014

The EU. How we were sold out.

How we were betrayed by our governments.

The video below explains how we have been sold out. Younger members od society need to watch and learn.

This is why we need to keep the pressure on all the political parties in the run up to the 2015 election.