And Then, Just A Choon…

   Well, so, I see our puppet prime person has handed the blue prints for the making of long range missiles to those Ukranky nutters. I’m guessing, as I’m sure y’all are, that they’ve already been onwards sold on to the highest bidders, right?   
   Anyhoo, It’s also reported that Vlad the lad is a tad annoyed at this and has threatened to retaliate and this has shown me just how very cleaver and forward thinking our prime puppet really is. Wot did he do just a phew weeks ago? Yup, he reduced and capped bus fairs at two quid. See? It’s going to make it so much cheaper for us down here to evacuate Vlad the lads potential target areas as they become known. How cool is that then? Have a choon prime puppet;

                           

  Anyhoo, seems like it’s a good{?} time to be approaching the end of the line amongst all the present misery and I ran into this nice little number;

                     
Quote: Ann Landers.

“At age 20, we worry about what others think of us. At age 40, we don’t care what they think of us. At age 60, we discover they haven’t been thinking of us at all.”

 

And Then, New Homes...

   I see our prime puppet and his string stretchers are still planing to build millions of new houses in the next phew years. Not sure how with a lack of required stuff like cement, bricks and blokes to glue the phew we have together. Let’s look at the demographic of the new arrivals of our newest bestest ever friends wot need housing.
   Okay, had a look? Got it? So for simplicity and speed, how about bunging a bunch of mud huts together in desolate areas of our little island? Home from home eh? Water and basic sanitation you say? Walking miles every day for ‘fresh’ water? Please step forward all those wondrously generous charities...

Quote: C. S. Lewis.

“It would seem that Our Lord finds our desires not too strong, but too weak. We are half-hearted creatures, fooling about with drink and sex and ambition when infinite joy is offered us, like an ignorant child who wants to go on making mud pies in a slum because he cannot imagine what is meant by the offer of a holiday at the sea. We are far too easily pleased.”

  Orson Welles.

“They teach anything in universities today. You can major in mud pies.” 

And Then, Excitement…

   And that would be an Email received today from my gas and lekky provider informing me my monthly payments will be going up by twenty quid each from September. How exciting is that then.
   Praise be to our new Prime Puppet for cutting Value Added Tax at least from lekky. This huge cut could enable us, come winter, to have the lekky blanket on for all of half an hour a week. Blessings be bushy brows.

Quote: Erma Bombeck.
“My idea of 'roughing it' is when you have to have an extension for your electric blanket.”