Monthly Archives: March 2013

With a sense of the impossible. Ed Miliband is impossible to listen to without feeling total despair for the labour party. Boris Johnson is impossible to ignore. Dawn French is impossible to pass on a narrow corridor.

He has not been seen in public for 10 years and if he wanted to criticise the eccentric Jacob Zuma he would not be able to. If he were under house arrest, how would we know?

To receive the undivided attention of the taxman. They will ring me in early April. No doubt the notice is to keep me scared.

Why does the day on which self employed people in the UK must pay their taxes fall just after Xmas when all their money has been spent and they have spent two week earning nothing? They must be extremely tempted … Continue reading →

I was approaching a garage with two cars waiting to exit. I flashed them to go. I think the car behind was watching me and decided to go but the car in front decided not. Just a small bump but … Continue reading →

Dell have joined HTC (phone broken four times in two years) and apple (money grabbing yank hippies), three mobile (plain awful and always trying to avoid their responsibility) as companies to avoid. The server I bought from them has a … Continue reading →

And exit having taught them some maths/physics and fixed all their pens. I look upon my pen fixing sideline as a free giveaway, not offered by any other tutor.

As if the people of Denmark weren’t stupid enough, they believed a totally fictitious report on danish tv about the war in Syria, complete with footage from a video game said to be of the war in Syria. If they … Continue reading →

I am sick and tired of nor being able to make a call because someone else is using the line. There must be a cheap way for simultaneous calls without a second line being installed.

In Kenya poor people have just elected a war criminal as president. In the UK poor people are borrowing money they can’t afford to pay back from loan sharks having babies they can’t afford and living whole lives on the … Continue reading →