Apoplectic old man self-ignites in Somerset

Yeah, yeah, I know I've been on the missing list for a few days but it was a Bank Holiday weekend and sundry social duties had to be undertaken - plus, I spent a day designing, and here modesty enjoins me to be understated, the most awsome PowerPoint presentation for my talk on Jutland, it's superb, it's the dog's bollocks painted gold, it's just the cleverest clever thing since the last cleverest thing!  Twenty four ships appear in six columns of four sailing down from the top of the screen heading south and then, with a click on my 'do-flicker-thingie' they change formation and end up in one line just as Jellicoe did it in 1916.  It took me hours and hours and I still have some tweaks to insert but my sheer, unadulterated pleasure at the end of the day was deeply satisfying.  Now here is the oddity.  When it comes to the usual day-to-day 'mechanical-techie thingies', like changing a plug, my patience can only be measured under a microscope, and yet, designing these PowerPoint screens will keep me happily, not grumpily, engaged for days. 

I suppose it tickles my creative side in that you begin with a blank screen and by the end you have a series of cavorting shapes and colours and images which are immensely satisfying to view - although I must confess that the little 'Memsahib' appeared distinctly underwhelmed but then women never understand the critical importance of men's hobbies.  Anyway, it has been, by and large, a very happy holiday weekend - with one exception!  Everytime I descended to the kitchen to make myself a cup of tea - room service having inexplicably broken down - I passed the TV which is always on Sky News with the sound off, and everytime I caught a glimpse of the smug, despicable, grinning, sun-tanned face of Tony Blair back here helping to push Brown's face deeper in the mire keep Labour in power.  Instantly my upper lip drew back in a snarl much like my cat when it spots the neighbour's dog and I, too, want to hiss and spit.  Why can't he and his ghastly wife just go abroad with their ill-gotten gains and stay there!  Coming back and grinning at us all is more than body and soul can stand.

 

Comments

[dearieme]

It's not too late - I repeat my promise to vote for any party that promises to hang the odious wee twat.

[David Duff]

Don't hold your breath!