And Then A Song...

   I’m sure that, like me, you awoke  this morning and, if you didn’t catch it last night, made a beeline for the ‘news’ to see who won some song contest wot was on last night. Well, blow me down, the Ukrnakies were the run away – no pun intended – winners.
   According to the ‘reporters’ this win signifies a huge and unrelenting European wide support for the Ukrnakies. I’m sure Vlad the lad will be sad today...
   I also spotted the other day that Mr Bojangles has instructed various heads of stuff to get rid of ninety thousand civil serpents over the next three years. We know how this will be achieved don’t we? Natural wastage, retirement and offered early retirement all on eyewatering pensions. So we’ll still be paying for ‘em one way or another then.
   As for the blood moon, where’s little Greta Thumbelina to tell us that, because of you and me, the world’s getting so hot it’s even starting to cook the moon now?
   Time for this number again. In fact, as it gets evermore relevant, we’re almost at the point of playing it every single day – hour? - are we not?
   Oh, nearly forgot, ear buds recommended if you’re in polite or very young company and also that this track is definitely NOT suitable for Timidadians or those with an undying belief in wokary in all its many weird shapes and forms. Other than that, smile away all the madness for a while. Sums it all up.

             

Quote;  Tom Stoppard.

"If Beethoven had been killed in a plane crash at the age of 22, it would have changed the history of music... and of aviation."