Hello Folks
Well here we are at Hogmanay again. God knows where the time goes to. With 2 wee ones our Hogmanay will be a quiet one, at home, couple of beers, watch the (repeated) Still Game, avoid the now turgid Only an Excuse and to bed by 1am.
I know it's cliched to lament the death of this Scottish Tradition, but I'm going to anyway. Gone are the days of first footing. As a kid I sat in my grandparent's house with an Advocaat or Snowball. As the Grieve of the farm, all the workers came to Granda's house for a dram. It was the only night of the year he drank (apart from the occasional Sweetheart Stout which I still have a fondness for) and a smile still comes to my face as I remember my Dad and Uncle helping him to his bed!
As I grew older I'd go into the village and go round the houses until the early morning. You knew everyone and were welcome everywhere.
Now New Year is organised, forced jollity. It's become a parody. I can't think of anything worse than standing in the centre of Edinburgh with a bunch of Tarquins and Cecilias dressed in tartan telling you how their great great uncle was "Scotch" and how they love our quaint traditions..........
As is also traditional, it threw it down with snow here last night, we had around 8 inches, so I've spent a good chunk of the day clearing snow. In our whole street I think three of us have done so. The rest are probably sitting writing letters to the Evening Express to complain about it.
Now I know the city council have been a disgrace and many older people are housebound because of the mess of the pavements, but I have to say we have had people clearing the pavements almost daily and the gritter was round the street today.
People need to take a bit of responsibility for their own lives. It took me a hour to clear the snow, gave me some exercise and it was a beautiful day to be out.
As our street is full of single mothers and single blokes in their 30s who have inexplicably been given pensioner's houses by the council (I dare say they have 'issues' which mean they just have to jump to the top of the council house queue), you would think they would get off their arses and do a bit of light manual labour and maybe do their pensioner neighbour's path while they are at it.
But nope, no sign of them. Society is dead right enough. However to be a 'local' here you have to have lived here since birth and be able to trace your family back 5 generations.
New Year's resolution - don't get so worked up about the insular inhabitants of the village I live in!!
Have a great Hogmanay and see you all in 2010.
Last music recommendation for this year is a classic Come Together by the Beatles.
Thursday, 31 December 2009
Thursday, 24 December 2009
Merry Xmas
Hello All!
Apologies for the distinct lack of blogs over the past week, but it's been all go for me. As most of you will know, this has been mainly for two reasons.
Firstly I have resigned from work and start back at my old workplace again in the new year! Sometimes you have to take it on the chin, admit you've made a mistake and rectify it. Luckily I've been asked back and am really looking forward to getting back into it in 2010.
We have also had real problems at MacBeth Towers, having been without heating for three days. Thanks to the local plumber our boiler has been fixed and all is well before Christmas. The joys of old houses, they have more character but problems like this occur frequently.
So I'm now away to try and scrape a 2 year old and 7 year old off the ceiling!
I may blog now and again over the holiday period, but for now have a fantastic Christmas.
And remember to listen to the classics by Slade "Merry Xmas Everybody", Wizzard "I wish it could be Xmas everyday" and Jonah Lewie "Stop the Cavalry".
Apologies for the distinct lack of blogs over the past week, but it's been all go for me. As most of you will know, this has been mainly for two reasons.
Firstly I have resigned from work and start back at my old workplace again in the new year! Sometimes you have to take it on the chin, admit you've made a mistake and rectify it. Luckily I've been asked back and am really looking forward to getting back into it in 2010.
We have also had real problems at MacBeth Towers, having been without heating for three days. Thanks to the local plumber our boiler has been fixed and all is well before Christmas. The joys of old houses, they have more character but problems like this occur frequently.
So I'm now away to try and scrape a 2 year old and 7 year old off the ceiling!
I may blog now and again over the holiday period, but for now have a fantastic Christmas.
And remember to listen to the classics by Slade "Merry Xmas Everybody", Wizzard "I wish it could be Xmas everyday" and Jonah Lewie "Stop the Cavalry".
Wednesday, 16 December 2009
Private Sector Monopoly
First Bus can be held up as a local Aberdeen based company who have expanded internationally and been a success story. It's a real pity that in the city where it all began for them (with a buy out of the old corporation bus company) their reputation is somewhere akin to Margaret Thatcher's in the Govan Working Man's Bowling Club.
Both the management and the unions have managed to make decisions over the past year that beggar belief. Firstly the Unions decided in their wisdom to hold a series of strikes in the middle of a recession. The management have now decided to cut services to the Bridge of Don, the largest private housing estate in Europe. You wonder what goes through these people's heads.
First have a monopoly in Aberdeen and it really is time some competition was introduced to gee them out of their arrogant complacency. Regardless of whether it's the private or public service a monopoly is an unhealthy state of affairs.
Thank goodness I have no requirement or wish to use public transport. I agree with Jeremy Clarkson on this - it should only be used by people with eye infections who cannot drive temporarily!
Up until Christmas I'll be recommending my favourite Xmas music. Tonight I go for one of my top three of all time, The Pogues with Kirsty MacColl, "Fairytale of New York". Their voices shouldn't complement each other, but they do. Listen to the lyrics, they are heartbreaking. Shane McGowan's finest hour.
Both the management and the unions have managed to make decisions over the past year that beggar belief. Firstly the Unions decided in their wisdom to hold a series of strikes in the middle of a recession. The management have now decided to cut services to the Bridge of Don, the largest private housing estate in Europe. You wonder what goes through these people's heads.
First have a monopoly in Aberdeen and it really is time some competition was introduced to gee them out of their arrogant complacency. Regardless of whether it's the private or public service a monopoly is an unhealthy state of affairs.
Thank goodness I have no requirement or wish to use public transport. I agree with Jeremy Clarkson on this - it should only be used by people with eye infections who cannot drive temporarily!
Up until Christmas I'll be recommending my favourite Xmas music. Tonight I go for one of my top three of all time, The Pogues with Kirsty MacColl, "Fairytale of New York". Their voices shouldn't complement each other, but they do. Listen to the lyrics, they are heartbreaking. Shane McGowan's finest hour.
Monday, 14 December 2009
Golden Oldies -v- Cowell's Puppets
Simon Cowell. Love him or hate him you have to admire him. He has taken over both the music industry and weekend television of this country completely. If it's not X Factor, it's Britain's Got Talent. He has a captive audience, parents with young children who no longer go out at the weekends. I am one of them. Week after week I watch. With his ruse this year to stagger the X Factor over Saturday and Sunday he has totally captured the audience he preys on.
I must admit I prefer the early part of the series when loads of wannabees are systematically dismantled. That old British tradition of eccentrics is alive and well and being nurtured by the Cowellmeister. Some say it's cruel, but I say these people know what they're getting into and they volunteer themselves to be put at his mercy. I do have a bit of an issue with the Susan Boyle character from Britain's Got Talent however as she does seem to be a little unstable. I'm not such a fan of this show, but that's more an issue of an intense dislike of Piers "Morgan" Moron.
So this Joe individual won this year's competition. He can sing, no doubt, but is such a personality vacuum he could easily be a piece of cardboard. Like the Leona Lewis person, you really cannot see them throwing TVs out of hotel windows, doing copious lines of coke and smashing guitars on stage. He will disappear without trace in 18 months max.
On the flip side, along with a regular reader of this blog I attended the Simple Minds and Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark Concert in Aberdeen on Saturday night.
Simple Minds were disappointing it has to be said. The music was too loud and drowned out Jim Kerr's admittedly failing vocals. Age seems to be catching up with a man, who at his pomp 25 years ago was the front man of the biggest band on the planet. However the 2nd half improved as the backing music was turned down a notch and they stormed through their back catalogue from their early to mid 80s pomp. They must be the only band in the world who don't play their only number 1 single live. I guess Belfast Child and it's political overtures don't cut it 20 years on.
The absolute stars of the night however were OMD. Massively under-rated because of the immenseness of their electronic pioneering peers (Kraftwerk and Joy Division), they blasted through a back catalogue of such quality that they put modern bands to shame. If you do not have their best of album, but it tonight. 90% of it still sounds as fresh as a daisy. Andy McClusky absolutely loved being back in front of a big crowd. They were note perfect. Come back soon on your own guys. Just a pity they didn't play my own personal favourite, If You Leave. But I'll leave you with a recommendation to listen to Maid of Orleans and Enola Gay. As good as anything New Order have released. Fashions are a terrible thing.
I must admit I prefer the early part of the series when loads of wannabees are systematically dismantled. That old British tradition of eccentrics is alive and well and being nurtured by the Cowellmeister. Some say it's cruel, but I say these people know what they're getting into and they volunteer themselves to be put at his mercy. I do have a bit of an issue with the Susan Boyle character from Britain's Got Talent however as she does seem to be a little unstable. I'm not such a fan of this show, but that's more an issue of an intense dislike of Piers "Morgan" Moron.
So this Joe individual won this year's competition. He can sing, no doubt, but is such a personality vacuum he could easily be a piece of cardboard. Like the Leona Lewis person, you really cannot see them throwing TVs out of hotel windows, doing copious lines of coke and smashing guitars on stage. He will disappear without trace in 18 months max.
On the flip side, along with a regular reader of this blog I attended the Simple Minds and Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark Concert in Aberdeen on Saturday night.
Simple Minds were disappointing it has to be said. The music was too loud and drowned out Jim Kerr's admittedly failing vocals. Age seems to be catching up with a man, who at his pomp 25 years ago was the front man of the biggest band on the planet. However the 2nd half improved as the backing music was turned down a notch and they stormed through their back catalogue from their early to mid 80s pomp. They must be the only band in the world who don't play their only number 1 single live. I guess Belfast Child and it's political overtures don't cut it 20 years on.
The absolute stars of the night however were OMD. Massively under-rated because of the immenseness of their electronic pioneering peers (Kraftwerk and Joy Division), they blasted through a back catalogue of such quality that they put modern bands to shame. If you do not have their best of album, but it tonight. 90% of it still sounds as fresh as a daisy. Andy McClusky absolutely loved being back in front of a big crowd. They were note perfect. Come back soon on your own guys. Just a pity they didn't play my own personal favourite, If You Leave. But I'll leave you with a recommendation to listen to Maid of Orleans and Enola Gay. As good as anything New Order have released. Fashions are a terrible thing.
Friday, 11 December 2009
Where will it End?
I keep coming back in this blog to the utter mess of the finances of the country. I know it may be boring, but it can't be underestimated. Our children and grandchildren will be paying for the complete and utter disaster. The numbers hurt your eyes. And still the bad news keeps coming and coming. As the title of this blog says, when will it all end. Here's just a few more snippets for you to ponder over your favourite malt this chilly December evening:
A regular Tragic Kingdom reader advises me that we're now in the Armageddon situation of the income tax from those in employment not even covering the benefit handouts to those who are "not economically active".
It's now being reported that, in the middle of a war which has all the hallmarks of becoming another Vietnam clusterfuck, massive defence cuts are on the way. This includes scaling back our presence in Cyprus, slashing the numbers of MoD Police and closing an air base in the UK. The two new aircraft carriers are in danger of being shelved too. Pound to a penny the air base to close will be Leuchers, Kinloss or Lossiemouth.
Brown has just spunked another £1.5 Billion at Copenhagen to sate his ego yet again purporting to be the man saving the world. This is far more than the Germans or French. Of course they have leaders who operate in the real world.
When will this mad man be stopped?
It really is time for Mandelson to take a glass of brandy and revolver to Brown's study for the good of the country.
Music tonight is a fantastic cover of the Neil Diamond song "Girl you'll be a Woman Soon" by Urge Overkill.
A regular Tragic Kingdom reader advises me that we're now in the Armageddon situation of the income tax from those in employment not even covering the benefit handouts to those who are "not economically active".
It's now being reported that, in the middle of a war which has all the hallmarks of becoming another Vietnam clusterfuck, massive defence cuts are on the way. This includes scaling back our presence in Cyprus, slashing the numbers of MoD Police and closing an air base in the UK. The two new aircraft carriers are in danger of being shelved too. Pound to a penny the air base to close will be Leuchers, Kinloss or Lossiemouth.
Brown has just spunked another £1.5 Billion at Copenhagen to sate his ego yet again purporting to be the man saving the world. This is far more than the Germans or French. Of course they have leaders who operate in the real world.
When will this mad man be stopped?
It really is time for Mandelson to take a glass of brandy and revolver to Brown's study for the good of the country.
Music tonight is a fantastic cover of the Neil Diamond song "Girl you'll be a Woman Soon" by Urge Overkill.
Thursday, 10 December 2009
England - World Cup Winners 2010
Well done to our Southern neighbours for winning the World Cup, with a display of open attacking football not seen since the Brazil team of 1970 (or the Hibs team of the mid naughties if you believe the Glasgow press)......oh hold on a minute it doesn't start for another 6 months.
As usual our friends in the south have gone into overdrive with the overblown arrogance and confidence before a ball's been kicked. Apparently the Sun (I feel dirty typing the name) had a headline the day after the draw:
England
Algeria
Slovenia
Yanks
See what they did there? It's the same every time. Already they've decided who they'll play right up to the Final. Do they EVER learn? WILL they ever learn?
The English media must be the most jingoistic, narrow minded, pig ignorant bunch of retarded monkeys this side of the Daily Record.
Every time I also promise myself I won't get wound up about it. But I can't help it. I think it's because we're a captive audience up here, getting the feeds from ITV, BBC and Sky which are naturally England biased when it comes to the World Cup. ITV and Sky can do what they like, but the BBC is publicly funded, so Scotland, Wales and Northern Ireland should have their own studios with punditry to suit.
I'm not suggesting I hate England as a nation, I love a cheeky wee weekend in London as much as anyone, it's the jingoistic media nonsense that you have little chance of avoiding that gets on my tits. The thought of these bastards going on endlessly about a World Cup win is too much to bear - see Ashes win 1995 + Rugby World Cup win and multiply it by thousands. I didn't mind the Ashes overkill - the old hypocrite that I am, I support England in the cricket - but the egg chasing win was hard to bear - that Brian Moore bloke is an insufferable shit at the best of times. He should be made to change his name, it's an insult to the legendary commentator.
Motty, Lawro, Hansen, Wrighty, Lineker, Tyldesly, Green et all just do your head in with their shite. At least two of them are playing at being English which makes it even worse (3 if you include Lawro who played for the Republic of Ireland).
For what it's worth I think they'll do their usual by worrying me half to death by getting to the Quarters before going out in a hilarious fashion to the first half decent side they meet. Hopefully a missed penalty by one of the irritants - Stevie Me or Cashley Hole would do nicely.
If Radio Scotland are doing commentary, I might put the sound down on the telly and listen to that.
Yours in Sport, Mr Narrow Minded Chip on Shoulder Jocko.
Music tonight is Caledonia by Frankie Miller. How everyone should feel about their home country. Never fails to bring a lump to the throat, so God knows how it must be if you listen to it whilst away from Ecosse.
As usual our friends in the south have gone into overdrive with the overblown arrogance and confidence before a ball's been kicked. Apparently the Sun (I feel dirty typing the name) had a headline the day after the draw:
England
Algeria
Slovenia
Yanks
See what they did there? It's the same every time. Already they've decided who they'll play right up to the Final. Do they EVER learn? WILL they ever learn?
The English media must be the most jingoistic, narrow minded, pig ignorant bunch of retarded monkeys this side of the Daily Record.
Every time I also promise myself I won't get wound up about it. But I can't help it. I think it's because we're a captive audience up here, getting the feeds from ITV, BBC and Sky which are naturally England biased when it comes to the World Cup. ITV and Sky can do what they like, but the BBC is publicly funded, so Scotland, Wales and Northern Ireland should have their own studios with punditry to suit.
I'm not suggesting I hate England as a nation, I love a cheeky wee weekend in London as much as anyone, it's the jingoistic media nonsense that you have little chance of avoiding that gets on my tits. The thought of these bastards going on endlessly about a World Cup win is too much to bear - see Ashes win 1995 + Rugby World Cup win and multiply it by thousands. I didn't mind the Ashes overkill - the old hypocrite that I am, I support England in the cricket - but the egg chasing win was hard to bear - that Brian Moore bloke is an insufferable shit at the best of times. He should be made to change his name, it's an insult to the legendary commentator.
Motty, Lawro, Hansen, Wrighty, Lineker, Tyldesly, Green et all just do your head in with their shite. At least two of them are playing at being English which makes it even worse (3 if you include Lawro who played for the Republic of Ireland).
For what it's worth I think they'll do their usual by worrying me half to death by getting to the Quarters before going out in a hilarious fashion to the first half decent side they meet. Hopefully a missed penalty by one of the irritants - Stevie Me or Cashley Hole would do nicely.
If Radio Scotland are doing commentary, I might put the sound down on the telly and listen to that.
Yours in Sport, Mr Narrow Minded Chip on Shoulder Jocko.
Music tonight is Caledonia by Frankie Miller. How everyone should feel about their home country. Never fails to bring a lump to the throat, so God knows how it must be if you listen to it whilst away from Ecosse.
Tuesday, 8 December 2009
Climate Change
The Copenhagen summit is upon us and Climate Change is again at the top of the agenda. We're being bombarded with propaganda, the latest being that this is the warmest decade on record. Government officials are queuing up to let it be known that anyone who has any reservations or a differing point of view about the fact the world is warming up are "flat earthers" and "deniers". The deniers tag is abhorrent with it's deliberate connotations with the holocaust.
The emails from the CRU suggesting that there's been deliberate omissions in data have been given little credence. Our State Broadcaster has announced the "science is settled" and has abandoned it's Charter to become a propaganda mouthpiece for the "warmists".
Maybe the world is hotting up. Maybe it's not. I don't know. Because I've never been given the evidence to make up my own mind. All I've seen and read is biased nonsense from both sides. No real raw evidence. Just Polar Bears on shrinking icebergs or parts of emails telling people to bury evidence that doesn't fit the agenda. The powers that be and scientists whose livelihoods depend on their being global warming have told us they have the evidence to hand and that's that.
If they can give me satisfactory answers to the following questions, I will take the inevitable crushing taxes that are coming my way in the name of 'saving the planet' with a stiff upper lip as I will then know I'm doing it to make sure my sons live in a sustainable world:
What has happened over the past 35 years which has changed the experts minds from predicting an impending ice age to rampant global warming? Something catastrophic must have occurred for such a sea change in their mindset.
How do you explain the warmth spikes over the centuries, including a time when you could grow grapes as far north as York, when there were no cars etc to increase the heat?
How is the current cooling of temperature within Antarctica explained?
Explain this and have a truly independent research centre, which does not have to work to a Government Agenda to receive its grants and I'll be satisfied. Some of us want data and answers. We are not all brain deads who will do as we are told just because Nanny tells us it's for our own good.
Music tonight from a classic Scottish band from the late 80s - Hipsway with Tinder - a slice of laid back pop. The whole album (eponymously named) is outstanding, no bad tracks and well worth a listen.
The emails from the CRU suggesting that there's been deliberate omissions in data have been given little credence. Our State Broadcaster has announced the "science is settled" and has abandoned it's Charter to become a propaganda mouthpiece for the "warmists".
Maybe the world is hotting up. Maybe it's not. I don't know. Because I've never been given the evidence to make up my own mind. All I've seen and read is biased nonsense from both sides. No real raw evidence. Just Polar Bears on shrinking icebergs or parts of emails telling people to bury evidence that doesn't fit the agenda. The powers that be and scientists whose livelihoods depend on their being global warming have told us they have the evidence to hand and that's that.
If they can give me satisfactory answers to the following questions, I will take the inevitable crushing taxes that are coming my way in the name of 'saving the planet' with a stiff upper lip as I will then know I'm doing it to make sure my sons live in a sustainable world:
What has happened over the past 35 years which has changed the experts minds from predicting an impending ice age to rampant global warming? Something catastrophic must have occurred for such a sea change in their mindset.
How do you explain the warmth spikes over the centuries, including a time when you could grow grapes as far north as York, when there were no cars etc to increase the heat?
How is the current cooling of temperature within Antarctica explained?
Explain this and have a truly independent research centre, which does not have to work to a Government Agenda to receive its grants and I'll be satisfied. Some of us want data and answers. We are not all brain deads who will do as we are told just because Nanny tells us it's for our own good.
Music tonight from a classic Scottish band from the late 80s - Hipsway with Tinder - a slice of laid back pop. The whole album (eponymously named) is outstanding, no bad tracks and well worth a listen.
Saturday, 5 December 2009
Inform the Cokeheads, Hammer the Social Drinker
So this weekend is Cocaine awareness weekend. Yes you did read that properly. The glorified county council in Edinburgh are wasting yet more of our money, highlighting to "revellers" the dangers of using cocaine.
Community Safety Minister Fergus Ewing (aka Principal Nanny) said: "Many young people are not aware of the risks involved in cocaine use and the Scottish government want to ensure they have all the facts by providing clear information in pubs, clubs and student unions."
Give the young the facts about cocaine use. Did I miss the meeting when coke was legalised?
Contrast this liberal, namby pamby, "understanding and getting down with the kids whilst they indulge in illegal activities" bullshit with the rhetoric they save for moderate alcohol drinkers. You know that (just about) legal drug. You have a couple of glasses of wine on a Friday night after a hard week at work and you're a binge drinking, anti-social pariah who should be shot at dawn.
Snort coke and you're a young, liberal free thinking citizen, exercising your right to participate in illegal activities - as long as you have the facts, which have been helpfully passed to you by the caring government.
What next - Government Ministers out and about checking it before the cokeheads snort it to see if it's 100% pure or if someone has chucked some bicarbonate of soda in it.
Coming soon - Alex Salmond in Soul Bar, nodding his head at a gang of neds saying, "that's good shit dudes"
What is this country coming to?
Simple recommendation today for the music - it has to be Grandmaster Flash & Melle Mel - White Lines (Don't do it), which should be the message being given........
Community Safety Minister Fergus Ewing (aka Principal Nanny) said: "Many young people are not aware of the risks involved in cocaine use and the Scottish government want to ensure they have all the facts by providing clear information in pubs, clubs and student unions."
Give the young the facts about cocaine use. Did I miss the meeting when coke was legalised?
Contrast this liberal, namby pamby, "understanding and getting down with the kids whilst they indulge in illegal activities" bullshit with the rhetoric they save for moderate alcohol drinkers. You know that (just about) legal drug. You have a couple of glasses of wine on a Friday night after a hard week at work and you're a binge drinking, anti-social pariah who should be shot at dawn.
Snort coke and you're a young, liberal free thinking citizen, exercising your right to participate in illegal activities - as long as you have the facts, which have been helpfully passed to you by the caring government.
What next - Government Ministers out and about checking it before the cokeheads snort it to see if it's 100% pure or if someone has chucked some bicarbonate of soda in it.
Coming soon - Alex Salmond in Soul Bar, nodding his head at a gang of neds saying, "that's good shit dudes"
What is this country coming to?
Simple recommendation today for the music - it has to be Grandmaster Flash & Melle Mel - White Lines (Don't do it), which should be the message being given........
Wednesday, 2 December 2009
More Grief from the Great Unwashed
Evening All. Well here's me sitting on my lonesome, Mrs MacBeth in bed suffering from the tonsillitis/bug that has laid our oldest son low and the youngest still not 100% either, so they are all in the isolation room (the eldest's bedroom!!).
Well chaps and chapesses I know how much you enjoy my real life stories and issues and I've another for you today. I was driving off to a Client meeting and as I approached a junction the quintessential neolithic man deliberately stepped off the pavement and walked at snail's pace across the road, making me brake heavily and wait for him to cross. You know the type, Benny from Crossroads hat, cheap nylon tracksuit, cheap trainers, protruding forehead and permanent scowl.
When he had finally crossed the road, I rolled down my window and inquired of him, "When did jaywalking become the pastime of choice for hard men?".
He replied, "F*** off, you four eyed C***".
To which I retorted, "Armando Iannucci, eat your heart out".
By the completely blank expression on his face, it was obvious he had no idea who the genius involved in the likes of I'm Alan Partridge and The Thick of It was.
I shook my head and drove off, with him standing there with his middle finger raised in a cheery goodbye.
This bone-from-the-neck-up prick deliberately provoked this confrontation. Yes I shouldn't have risen to the bait, but I'm sick to death of these absolute brain deads. The country is full to the brim with them. Scotland used to have an education system which was the envy of the world. Is it failing, or is it the case that we now have a generation of people who are impossible to educate regardless of how talented the teachers are?
Has the breakdown of what liberals would call the "old fashioned family unit" bred a generation of people with no values or interest in educating and bettering themselves? Or am I just a sad old git who doesn't understand the wants and needs of these challenged individuals with all their apparent 'issues'?
I'm off to watch the next episode of A History of Scotland I have on Sky+. Professor Neil Oliver wouldn't call me a four eyed c***
Music tonight "Bankrobber" by the Clash. Not as obvious as London Calling or I Fought the Law, but listen to Strummer's angry, aggressive vocals. Mr Jaywalker could learn a thing or two about aggression and intimidation from a man who channeled his anger in a creative manner.
Well chaps and chapesses I know how much you enjoy my real life stories and issues and I've another for you today. I was driving off to a Client meeting and as I approached a junction the quintessential neolithic man deliberately stepped off the pavement and walked at snail's pace across the road, making me brake heavily and wait for him to cross. You know the type, Benny from Crossroads hat, cheap nylon tracksuit, cheap trainers, protruding forehead and permanent scowl.
When he had finally crossed the road, I rolled down my window and inquired of him, "When did jaywalking become the pastime of choice for hard men?".
He replied, "F*** off, you four eyed C***".
To which I retorted, "Armando Iannucci, eat your heart out".
By the completely blank expression on his face, it was obvious he had no idea who the genius involved in the likes of I'm Alan Partridge and The Thick of It was.
I shook my head and drove off, with him standing there with his middle finger raised in a cheery goodbye.
This bone-from-the-neck-up prick deliberately provoked this confrontation. Yes I shouldn't have risen to the bait, but I'm sick to death of these absolute brain deads. The country is full to the brim with them. Scotland used to have an education system which was the envy of the world. Is it failing, or is it the case that we now have a generation of people who are impossible to educate regardless of how talented the teachers are?
Has the breakdown of what liberals would call the "old fashioned family unit" bred a generation of people with no values or interest in educating and bettering themselves? Or am I just a sad old git who doesn't understand the wants and needs of these challenged individuals with all their apparent 'issues'?
I'm off to watch the next episode of A History of Scotland I have on Sky+. Professor Neil Oliver wouldn't call me a four eyed c***
Music tonight "Bankrobber" by the Clash. Not as obvious as London Calling or I Fought the Law, but listen to Strummer's angry, aggressive vocals. Mr Jaywalker could learn a thing or two about aggression and intimidation from a man who channeled his anger in a creative manner.
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