And Then, I Look Back…

   We were out and about yesterday and our trip coincided with primary schools end of day wot resulted with very many young mums and dads waiting to collect their kids. We glanced about and not for the first time we noted the dazzling display of multicoloured hair styles and the stunning amount of brightly coloured illustrated skin and ring and stud puncturing there were on display. Almost all dressed in very tight jeans an’ such seemingly without any consideration as to the size of the body that was squeezed into ‘em.
   One has to wonder wot those kids will look like as they grow up and try to beat their parents looks...
   This, for reasons not yet fully understood, caused a clicking sensation in ma heed so upon arriving home, I searched the tap-top for the cause of the clicking. And that would be two historical photos of the town I remembered. And I found ‘em.
   The town in question would be an old north eastern seaside town that, back in the day, the main income was via the months from spring through to early autumn when, long before Benidorm was invented, it was a thriving summer break destination for northern working class families wanting a week or weekend in the sun, hopefully, by the sea with every other house being a small hotel or bed and breakfast to cater for and cash in on  the huge influx of folk.
   Look at the pictures and note how smartly those working class folk were turned out back then. Not a hoody to be seen. Old and young.

   

   Next time you’re out and about, look about and when home go compare wot you’ve seen with those old pictures and - if not already obvious - note the steep hill we be on wot’s getting rapidly ever steeper and much more slippery.

Quote; Demetri Martin.

“I think that when you get dressed in the morning, sometimes you're really making a decision about your behaviour for the day. Like if you put on flip-flops, you're saying: 'Hope I don't get chased today.' 'Be nice to people in sneakers.'“

And Then, Still Here…

   Wot the hell happened? All I did is blink and the first half of this year is now history. I really must learn to control that blinking blinking thingy.
   Anyhoo, it seems more folk will get the winter fuel allowance this coming winter; of course they will as more gimmigrants are arriving every day all entitled{?} to totally free gas and lekky in their four star digs, right?
As for the old folk, wot’s the betting they’ll take it back - plus a bit - via tax. Yet more money laundering eh
   Typing of which, I see our wondrous goofyment have stated that the huge increase in rubber boat arrivals of our newest bestest ever friends is purely down the good weather. That being the case I guess wot we need is a goodly long spell of right bad weather. Oh, should that be far right bad weather?

Quote; Jerome K. Jerome.

“The weather is like the government, always in the wrong.”

And Then, The Phone…

   Yup, still here but rather than sitting here tapping tripe on the tap-top, I’m just watching the world go ever crazier by the week. Or is it day?
   Anyhoo, for those interested, with the death of Skype we’ve settled - from the large number of options - for Yolla. So far so very good and my little nest of vipers is well pleased with it. No contact or sound in or out problems at all. To date.
   Interestingly, after a little research, and I do mean a little, I discovered it looks suspiciously like a nice option to have on any phone as follows:
To start, these are roughly the charges for her and my smartphone{?} providers; Pay As You Go, fifty plus pence a minute for calls. Plus contact charge?
   Yolla? Seven pence a minute local or UK long distance, mobile or landline. And no tricky contact importing as it uses the same contact menu as your phone straight out o’ the box. And my little nest of vipers calls to a land far, far away? Three pence a minute verses forty-five...
   And it would seem it also doesn’t use your phone providers initial contact charges either.
Also, persuade your family to load the Yolla app and get free calls over WiFi or data.
   Being of an age and being dumber un a rock, I will happily stand corrected on any of the above bits but they’re wot I got for us.

Quote; ??

“Cell phones these days keep getting thinner and smarter... people the opposite.”