zzzzz

I am knackered.

This week I have been mostly hanging doors, painting walls, drilling holes (no, proper holes in walls), fixing skirting boards and generally making a mess being creative with power tools.
Give me a drill and I turn into Clint Eastwood. . . go on wood make my day.

I'm kinda working on three posts, but I can't be arsed I'm far too tired to think about finishing any of them. I'm also trying to write a page about the blogs I follow so to make up for the shameless whoring of my own blog laziness in the last few posts I'm going to give you a few now.

Go look at them, there is nothing entertaining here today.

Gweenbrick
Misanthropy Chronicles
Apocalypse Now


Actually I think I might make that another 'regular feature'. . . it'll make a change from the fuckwits I found on facebook which seems to be a recurring topic lately.

Not found any of them this week either, everyone's far too busy moaning about some new layout or something, although I did find this . . .

Just not very well. . . meet my new holiday destination.

And this . . .

Obviously you don't need to go in order to get a job doing this. But if you were a parent deciding which one to send your kid too you wouldn't think this was a good sign would you.

I have also been having a clear up of all the porn crap on my laptop and found some pictures so you can look at them too. And yeah I stole them off the internet  . . . if the cow is yours ask me nicely and I'll tell you to kiss my arse remove it.

I'm not sure what I find more amusing - the car on the face or 

the fact that the cow's name is Bruce.

The new spokesman for student unions everywhere. . . 

meet my Grandad.

A long time ago I wrote a post about Prince Philip (oops here I go whoring it again). . . the racist twat who is married to Queen Liz. I have just seen a clip of him and Liz chatting to Obama.

OB "I had meetings with the Chinese, the Russians and David Cameron and I'm proud to say I did not nod off in any of them"
PP "Can you tell the difference between them"

The man talks out of his arse. . .

Someone needs to tell the royal famly, them fuckers keep on breeding and keep on sponging off the country. Apparently we are in an economic crisis (whatever that means, as long as I can afford fags and chocolate I'm ok) and everything is being cut back. But I've not heard mention of the fucking civil list.

And talking of cut backs. . . this cats diet. What the fuck ? Surely that is animal cruelty. . .I bet it can't even lick it's own genitals and we all know how much cats love to do that.

Be honest now, if you could lick yours would you ?

Yeah, I would. It's got to be better then turning into one of these . . .

I'm off to get some sleep.

Let me leave you with this thought.

Not everything on the internet is what it appears to be.

what fucking wedding ?

Apparently on Friday there’s a wedding.

Like I give a fuck - don’t get me started on my opinions of the royal family.
I’ll keep it brief. Stuck up bunch of idiots who drain the countries resources and serve no useful purpose.

So anyway.
As I said in a previous post in my world Friday is the day Son leaves home.

Yeah don’t expect me to care about a fucking posh twat tying the proverbial knot - the one good thing about this is they made it a national holiday so I didn’t need to book a day off work in order to wave goodbye to my baby.

But my impending empty nest is the ONLY thing I’m thinking about.

Last night I had a conversation with a friend :

“Have you got any plans for Friday Cowgirl”
“Oh, you know, most likely I’ll just sit in my house and cry”
“Really ? It affects you that much”
“Well of course, I’m putting on a brave face but I’m only human so it’s gonna be emotional”
“I suppose, happy things affect me too but I don’t think I’ll be actually crying”
“Happy ? Yeah for him of course it is, but I will be upset”
“Why is the royal wedding gonna make you sad ?”

LOL.
Done that a few times, had conversations where me and the other person were talking about different things, but it did cheer me up.
For five minutes.
48 hours and he’ll be on the plane.

And Willy and Kate…..can go fuck themselves, the bridesmaids and the best man for all I care.
Fucking stuck up cunts - stealing my emotional thunder.

beggars can't be choosers

Sometimes I see things that make me angry.

Today I saw a couple of kids, they were maybe 13/14 laughing at a homeless person.
The guy was sat on the pavement outside a shop. I’ve seen him there quite often, he’s fairly young and whilst he never appears drunk his eyes tell me he has an addiction.

He wasn’t troubling anyone, just asking passers by if they could spare any change. He’s not aggressive and as he’s seated people walking past can easily ignore him.
They do.
At first as I was approaching I thought these kids might’ve been talking to him but as I got closer I could hear what they were saying.

The homeless guy was trying to ignore them.
No doubt if he’d said what he wanted to someone would’ve gotten involved and stuck up for the kids and quite possibly the shop he sits outside would move him on.
Of course I don’t have to worry about any such thing so I asked them what they were doing.

Apparently the homeless guys trainers were ‘crap’, he smelt and was dirty.
And what did it have to do with me ? and why didn’t I just fuck off ?

Nothing. But no, I don’t think I will.

I don’t profess to know which particular brand of trainer are considered fashion this week, but I asked them if they thought that maybe someone who was forced to beg in order to survive didn’t have more important things to worry about then the latest footwear.
Then I gave them a five minute lecture.
And then I asked them if they knew what the time was, one of them told me it was 1.30 so I suggested they get to school which was after all where they should be at that time of the day.
Except I wasn’t that polite.

We don’t have a vast amount of homeless people in this town, there are a couple of charity run shelters that help them. And this guy may not even be homeless, but if he is claiming benefits he might get help with rent and a small amount to live on, but it’s not enough to fund a heroin addiction.
I’m not condoning him for being an addict but who am I to judge anyway.
There could be many reasons why his life has ended up the way it has.

It takes a fair amount of desperation and I imagine courage too to put yourself in a situation where you are likely to be subjected to verbal abuse and run the risk of physical assualt on a daily basis.

Personally I don’t care what anyone says you have to be in a position where you have no other option. except perhaps stealing, to resort to begging on the streets.

I’ve heard the stories about beggars who make decent money doing so, perhaps they do in some towns, London maybe or other big cities but not here.
Whilst a lot of people in that situation do have substance issues it’s not true of all, sometimes I think they end up using as a means of escape from the situation they’re in, and you can end up homeless for many reasons.
I have heard plenty of people say that they would never give money to a beggar because most of them aren’t really homeless and they are only going to spend it on alcohol or drugs.

A couple of years ago I was coming home from work and this day we’d had a party for the kids as it was just before Christmas. There was some food left over, nothing much, some sausage rolls, a few sandwiches and other party snacks and I was taking it home rather then waste it.
As I was coming out of the station there was a couple sat begging.
I don’t ignore anyone, even if all I say is sorry I have no cash I think at least I’m acknowledging they’re there and not invisible.
So I said to these people that I didn’t have any money but I had this bag of food which they could have. They were so grateful, it really took me by surprise and kinda proves the point that not all are begging for money to fund habits.
Sometimes they just need what you and I take for granted.

I often saw them there after that and they never asked me for money but they always said hello.
More then once I gave them my lunch.

I know that there are young people out there who choose to live on the streets because it’s preferable to living at home, and when you’re a 14 year old whose run away you can’t claim benefits or go to an adult shelter. If you’re lucky you’ll find your way to social services, or they’ll find you, but there are still young people who fall through the net and end up involved in very bad situations.
Some don’t want to speak to social services because they are afraid they will be forced to return home or that they will have to prosecute their harmer.
Bearing in mind they’re already scared before they run some would rather take their chances on the street.

I don’t make a habit of giving money to beggars, I tend not to have much cash on me anyway - who does when you can pay for pretty much anything by card, I gave that guy some money today though.

I buy the Big Issue - it’s actually a good read and not full of adverts or crap about celebrities like most magazines.
And I make a monthly donation to Barnados as they work with kids and that’s an issue that matters to me personally.

It’s not a lot and it doesn’t make me a saint but it does help.

Seriously I think there’s something very wrong when a govenrnent spends millions on the defence budget yet charities have to beg for money.

And if you ask me the definition of obscene is the queen living in Buckingham Palace which has over SIX HUNDRED rooms.
When just down the road there are people living in cardboard boxes.

did he really say that ?

Well yes, if we're talking about Prince Philip he most certainly did.
The following are actual quotes.

"Still throwing spears?" (Question put to an Australian Aborigine during a visit in March 2002)

"If a cricketer, for instance, suddenly decided to go into a school and batter a lot of people to death with a cricket bat, which he could do very easily, I mean, are you going to ban cricket bats?" (in 1996, amid calls to ban firearms after the Dunblane shooting)

"It looks as if it was put in by an Indian." (in 1999, referring to an old-fashioned fuse box in a factory near Edinburgh)

"You are a woman, aren't you?" (in 1984, in Kenya, to a native woman who had presented him with a small gift)

“The bastards murdered half my family” (When asked if he would like to visit the Soviet Union)

"You can't have been here that long - you haven't got a pot belly." (in 1993, to a Briton in Budapest, Hungary)

"Aren't most of you descended from pirates?" (in 1994, to an islander in the Cayman Islands)

“You look like you’re ready for bed!” (To the President of Nigeria, dressed in traditional robes)

"You managed not to get eaten, then?" (in 1998, to a student who had been trekking in Papua New Guinea)

"If it has got four legs and it is not a chair, if it has got two wings and it flies but is not an aeroplane, and if it swims and it is not a submarine, the Cantonese will eat it." (at a 1986 World Wildlife Fund meeting)

"Brazilians live there" (On key problems facing Brazil)

"Do you know they have eating dogs for the anorexic now?" (Sharing a joke with a blind, wheelchair-bound girl with a guide-dog)

"In the event that I am reincarnated, I would like to return as a deadly virus, in order to contribute something to solve overpopulation."

"Ever been on a plane before? It was just like that"  (To the leader of Paraguay when asked how his flight was)

"Deaf? I'm not surprised with that bloody racket!" (To a class of deaf children sat next to a brass band)

"Do you have a licence for that?" (To a man in a motorized wheelchair)

“The problem with London is the tourists. They cause the congestion. If we could just stop tourism, we could stop the congestion.”

"If you stay here much longer you'll all be slitty-eyed." (To British students in China during Royal visit there in 1986.)

"How do you keep the natives off the booze long enough to get them through the test?" (Speaking to a driving instructor in Oban, Scotland)

Oh my fucking god.
And this man rascist idiot is married to the Queen of England.
No wonder I don't agree with the monarchy.