And Then, Wet…

   Well, so, Stear Karmer’s had a bad phew days has he not. Whilst half listening to the ‘news’ on the televisual receiving device the other day it seems he’s had to sack some fellow wot’s our man in the US of A who’s name sounded to my old ears like Long Mantelpiece. Listening to a little more it would seem this fellow should be on the fire and not stretched out above it enjoying the warmth. It also sounded like, although sacked, he’s not going to give up his first name so, I assume, he’ll keep his seat in the House of Large Salaries. 
   Anyhoo, giving that no never mind, back to the title of this tap top tapping.
   I’ve noticed over the past year or so that, after a shower, it’s getting increasingly hard to get dry. This, for me, is not related to the physical act of rubbing myself with a warm towel it just doesn’t matter how long and hard I rub down I still feel damp to my touch - especially my legs. What part of getting old is that then? Is it time to consider one of these you think? Whoa! There’s a whole hell of a lot of towels in that price are there not and I imagine a goodly chunk of lekky needed to run it. I guess I could always try using my little nest of vipers hair dryer. Oh, lekky usage there as well. Okay, I guess it’s damp legs after a shower then.

Quote; Kin Hubbard.

“If there's any literary ability in a feller, getting fired out of a good government job will bring it out.”

And Then, Up She Rises…

   Well, so, Stear Karmer’s all but finished shuffling the deck chairs and it would seem none of them are on the sunny side. One blessing amongst the present chaos is that Ed Minibrain remains in charge of the continuing death of readily available, reasonably priced energy and thus the demise of many industries and ultimately the countries destruction. Small mercies eh?
   Anyhoo, not long to wait for an early Christmas treat when the next budget is released upon us but fear not there are no plans to tax us down here any more than at present.
   However, those up there wot run outfits wot manufacture stuff or provide chargeable services for us down here may suffer substantially. I’m guessing those folk will give it all of one point five seconds thought as to weather take the hit from profits or pop up costs to us down here to cover all increased costs. Can’t anyone in grubbyment think these things through? Hell, it’s just happened with manufactures an’ such passing on the last insurance rise and rise in the mini wage has it not?
   I come back to my previously posted idea that all those in grubbyment and all civil serpents should only be paid the national minimum wage thus only those truly wanting change for the better for their country would attempt to get elected and, when up there, would fully understand the effects any ideas they have would have on themselves and thus us down here.

Quote; Seasick Steve.

“I started out with nothing and I’ve still got most of it left."

And Then, A Dream…

   Last night I had one of the most lifelike dreams I can remember. And it was about? My one lottery lucky dip had won! This dream resulted in the rest of the night spent with my head in bits trying to figure out how I’d share the winnings between all family members avoiding possibly huge tax demands.
   I considered contacting Ange but decided on a somewhat more professional account and and tax advisor to be on the safe side.
   On going downstairs come morning, I checked my ticket and dreams do indeed come true as I discovered I’d got a winner! However it quickly became obvious I wouldn’t need financial advice as, upon doing the maths, all family members divided into three pounds ten pence doesn’t amount to a whole hell of a lot. Dream on eh?

Quote; H. Jackson Brown, Jr.

“Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn't do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbour. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover."