The never-ending social whirl: Well, these days it's more like the 'never beginning social whirl', a condition, I should add, about which I make no complaint because, alas and alack, as I get older I become less and less sociable. Very old, very close and very dear friends I welcome; semi-strangers I find tiresome. Of course, I recognise that putting up with me is not always easy. Anyway, all this is by way of letting you know that this lunchtime I am socialising. This blog accepts no responsibility for whatever drunken drivel appears on my return!
Sometimes irony makes you sick: The Lefties 'over there' are all getting very excited about the loony who opened fire outside a 'butcher's shop' (aka: the premises of Planned non-Parenthood!). According to them and their minions in the media, he was, he must be, a raving Right-wing Republican. Alas, it appears that he is fruit 'n' nut case with a long police record, no political affiliations and who describes himself on his voting form as "Female" - yeeees, quite! Sounds more like a member of the Democrat party! However, the sickening irony is that the police officer who died protecting the 'butcher's shop' was a practicing Christian and part-time pastor.
Tories of Oldham, show us your guile: Yes indeed, next Thursday the Lancashire lads and lasses of Oldham, or at least, the Tory ones, will have their chance to demonstrate their reputation for being shrewd, not to say, dead crafty, operators. 'Our Nige' is urging them to lend UKIP their votes just for the forthcoming by-election and thereby bash 'Jezza' over the head with one of his silly placards. 'Do it, Oldham!'
Don't read this until after your lunch: A truly dread thought occurred to me this morning. You do not have to be a great geo-political thinker to know that Sino-American relations are going to be exceedingly delicate and dangerous over the next few years. The Chinese are like testosterone-fuelled teenagers determined to prove they are the new gang on the block and they will brook no interference from anyone, least of all an old 'has been' world power like America. The South China Sea will provide the venue for this confrontation with both sides sending in their fleets of ships and aircraft 'tooled up' with the latest weaponry. Now, and here I urge you all to sit down with your glass of whisky to hand, imagine that the man leading the American response to this highly charged and dangerous situation is, er, well, Donald Trump. Yeeeeeeeeeeees, quite!
Oh no, I've been screwed by a Tory government: 'Whodathunkit?' According to some pension expert in The Telegraph, in amongst little Georgie's mumbo-jumbo the other day was the fact that my Old Age Pension is going up by £3.35 a week, enough to buy me an extra pint of Butcombe beer over at The Tippling Philosopher - cheers, George, very generous, I'm sure! That will make my weekly pension £119.30 but now I learn that anyone reaching pension age from now on will receive £155.65 a week! So us existing OAPs have been ignored presumably on the grounds that we're all likely to die fairly soon so it shouldn't effect Georgie's chances of becoming the next prime minister whilst the 'newbies' get a handsome increase. "We are not amused!"
I do wish Andy Murray would shut his mouth: No, it's not just because he's more or less incomprehensible when he speaks but because he looks like some weird, flesh-eating creature from a jungle that David Attenborough has found:
A farewell to a brave marine: I refer to the late Maj. Gen. Richard Clifford whose obit is in The Telegraph today. It's worth a read because the 'adventure' (if that's quite the word for such a hazardous operation) reads like something out of a James Bond movie - except it was for real.
No more rumbles today