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Saturday, 2 January 2010
Shame on these islamist nutjobs.
That odious group "Islam for the UK" is planning to carry out a march through the town of Wootton Bassett in protest against our troops fighting in Afghanistan.Islam4UK, a platform for the global front Al-Muhajiroun, would like to announce the launch of a momentous march that is scheduled to take place in the following weeks, details of which will be released shortly inshaa'allah (God willing).The destination of this very special event is the small market town of Wootton Bassett, located 6 miles Southwest of Swindon, in northern Wiltshire; Wootton Bassett, is currently famous for its public mourning processions held in memory of British soldiers killed whilst on military service in Afghanistan; coffins containing the dismembered bodies of these soldiers are usually draped in union jack flags and driven through the town centre from RAF Lyneham, as a tribute to their ‘sacrifice'.
Have they no sensitivity for the distress it will cause the families of the brave soldiers who died over there?
Mind you, they only have had two comments on their site about this announcement. Shows how much popular support they have on there. I suspect the rest of that rabble are keeping their heads down.
Friday, 1 January 2010
That Andrew Marr interview with Gordon Brown
Guilty

Just checked the level of the FE's wine lake. It would appear that we breached the so called "alcohol guidelines" by a factor of ten last night. Do I give a shit? No.
Just easing the pain with a fine single malt or three.
And the Winner is...........

One of the top Darwin awards for 2009.
Double Darwin!
(26 September 2009, Belgium) The city of Dinant is the backdrop for this rare Double Darwin Award. Two bankrobbers attempting to make a sizeable withdrawal from an ATM machine died when they overestimated the quantity of dynamite needed for the explosion. The blast demolished the building the bank was housed in. Nobody else was in the building at the time of the attack.
Robber One was rushed to the hospital with severe head trauma; he died shortly after arrival. Investigators initially assumed that his accomplice had managed a getway, but the second bungler's body was excavated from the debris twelve hours later. Would-be Robbers One and Two weren't exactly impoverished--their getaway car was a BMW.
READER COMMENTS:
"Debit cards are safer."
"Dynamite: not for everything."
"They really blew it."
"Self Banking Gone Extreme"
Please read this quietly. And don't slam the door on your way out
Wednesday, 30 December 2009
The FE national debt is about to increase

Bad news.
My eldest daughter's Boyfriend has just asked for her hand in marriage!
Bearing in mind the other daughter's marriage cost me £27K. What am I going to be screwed out of this time?
I'm going out to busk with my tin whistle tonight.
44 years in the Royal Fleet Auxiliary. Episode 2, the Far East

Continuing on from Part One.
Now where was I? Oh yes........
After my first day, I quickly fell into the rhythm of further study in an engineering environment. Even though I was at a disadvantage by not having been to a technical school (They had those in my day), I thrived at all things technical.
Applied Mechanics: How the physical laws affect moving bodies. (and stationary ones)
Applied Heat: How we can use temperature to do lots of things.
Electrotechnology: How to generate big lumps of electricity
Engineering drawing: Real precision art
Chemistry: How things react. (Including the chemistry tutor)
But these subjects aside, the part I loved was the workshops. There I learnt to use every handtool, and better still the machines. Oh what joy. To start with a billet of steel and end up with an art form.
Must crack on, otherwise I'll be dead before I get to episode three.
After two years of the good life, I was appointed to my first ship. I was to report to RFA Retainer, in Singapore.
Now seeing as the average Brit in those days never went abroad, this was a daunting prospect.
The day came and I pitched up at the airport to board a chartered trooping flight. Very high tech in those days, the aircraft was a Vanguard turboprop. Very slow by our standards, but hey, what the heck. This was the great adventure.
How many of you have ever spent 27 hours on a plane? And that was just the time in the air. My bum really was numb by the end of the journey.
Finally the end was in sight as we started the descent into Singapore.................
End of Part 2