And Then It Got Snowy….

Morning Mr. Huhne, how’s the weather where you be? Hello? Hay!! ‘Propeller Head’! We’re talking to you!! Look at the weather – look out your window – watch the weather forecast. See what we mean? No? No surprise there then.

Just a thought; why don’t you take some of your countries old folk with you to Mexico so’s they can get a bit of warmth into their old bones? They’re for sure getting priced out of any warmth in your and their own country.

This is really no big surprise, but while having a little tootle round the countryside today, watching the snow, we passed a few windmills. You know what ‘Propeller Head’? None round here were moving and I feel sure the country is eating a fair dod of juice right now. So, no help here from ol’ Mr. Wind today then.

Why are you doing all this obviously gooney stuff that’s so obviously hurting so many people, old and young alike? Is it ‘couse you were bullied at school for having a face like a sack o’ chisels and now you’re in a position to ‘give some back’? Please, grow up, get over it or learn to live with it. Scrap those ‘Propeller Head’ taxes on top of energy bills and let’s start building some of they new-clear looking power box thingies.

If you don’t want to do that, just keep a length of piano wire in your pocket. Then, as the lights start going out, It’ll save time when they come for you ‘couse, as you know, you can never find a piano when you need one. Okay?

No strings on this baby. Looks like another spot of shiny shopping may be on the horizon…. Okay, okay, I’ll wait and see what Santa brings me. That’s what I was always told when I was a kid anyway. Started about June….

Quote; Maya Angelou.

“Nature has no mercy at all. Nature says, ‘I'm going to snow. If you have on a bikini and no snowshoes, that's tough. I’m going to snow anyway.’”

Matt Groening.

"Love is a snowmobile racing across the tundra and then suddenly it flips over, pinning you underneath. At night, the ice weasels come."