Saturday, December 30, 2006

What was the point?

So, they have executed Saddam Hussein, which came all of a sudden in the end. But what has this latest fiasco in Iraqi served the Iraqi people, The Middle East and the rest of the World?
Not a lot in the scheme of things.
If this is democracy then it doesn’t pass as anything I recognise.

The invasion never discovered any WMD, it did however achieve their desired aim of regime change. Why didn’t they just use one bullet in the first place and assassinate him if that’s what they wanted, it would’ve been much cheaper financially and, more importantly, cost less loss of life and instability in the region.

How many people will be horrified by the thought of assassinating a despot leader?

Not as many as have been appalled by the current state of affairs.

Your legacy Messer’s Bush and Blair?

– A dead man and a shite load of Arab and Islamic mistrust and hate for those of us in the West.

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Thursday, December 28, 2006

A request to all Disabled drivers....

Stop parking your cars on double yellow lines and going off to the Christmas sales!

If you want to be treated as an equal member of society then start acting like one.

One ejit had even parked their car across a dropped pavement there to aid wheelchair and pushchair users easy access when crossing the road.

And to the lady in the wheelchair charging her way around the NEXT sale, try saying 'please' when asking people, who haven't seen you approaching, to make run for you to pass.

Boxing Day Blues

Well I did have something to moan about after all.
I took the customary Boxing Day stroll to blow out the cobwebs and make room for what ever I decided to eat next, mainly cold meats and pickle of course.

The walk also had the added incentive of trying to get our youngest to sleep in her pushchair. And so it was that after 20 minutes she fell fast asleep and I was left with the dilemma of going home or taking more much needed steps to begin shedding the pounds before the year was over [obviously to be continued with much vigour into the coming New Year].

I tucked the little one well into the now reclined pushchair and set off on a much longer jaunt than I had previously intended.

It was a really quiet evening and I had not expected to meet many folk out, least of all an ex-girlfriend who’s dog ran up to us as we approached. As she apologised for the behaviour of her over excited dog I reassured her it was ok and addressed her by name. She had not recognised me in the dark or expected me to be pushing a baby!

We exchanged pleasantries, much to the annoyance of her boyfriend, and I went on my merry way. Or not so merry it would seem.
I felt really saddened by the fact that she still looked years younger than I, despite our being separated some 9 ½ years ago.
She is still fresh faced and youthful, whereas I am older looking, overweight and nowadays a little breathless.

Still, she was, and still is 15 years my junior!

Why do we have to grow old?

Tuesday, December 26, 2006

Happy Christmas

Still nothing to moan about... would you?