Well, so, contrary to all the, like, ‘news’ recently, we didn’t boil to death during the
early summer warm spell.
I believe the media have been missing a trick regards ‘reporting’ the weather. I’m sure y’all of an age will have noticed that when ‘reporting’ rain storms
it’s always stated to expect up to 40, mumble, of rainfall with the mumble being millimetres wot’s so much more of a scary number than 4cm or a tad over an inch and a half. So why, to truly, like, terrify the younger,
wasn’t the recent warm weather temperatures stated as 93 degrees followed by a low mumbled Fahrenheit rather than highs of 34 degrees Centigrade? How much more scary would that, like, be then eh?
Anyhoo, the new headlines seem
to be centred on the huge number of youths not in work and that the grubbyment should step up and help. Wot jobs are there these daze? Fast food delivery? Oh, those jobs go to gimmigrants. Work in local mini-marts? Oh, those
jobs go to gimmigrants as well, right? And thanks to Eddy Silly-band, power hungry industries are moving out fast although there may still be a chance of work in one if you can handle the daily commute to China...
But
if the present system had been in place when some of us old folk left school it’d have been a hard choice; Me? Join first ship just before 16th birthday to work long hours every day for a year or more before getting a couple or three weeks paid leave. All for £15 a month.
Peddle forward a phew years; leave
school and apply for benefits and sit at home playing on your - not cheap - ‘smart’ phone using the - not cheap - mega data plan. Want a place of your own? The benny barn is there to help with the deposit and rent.
Want a rise? Get that girl you know wot’s also on benefits to leave home and move in with you thus securing double bubble bennies. You both need to upgrade to the latest ‘smart’ phones? Have a bubby or two
and watch the bennies boom.
Hay, look, there’s a job vacancy just down the road! Errrrrr, no thanks, after tax an’ such, it’ll end up paying a tad less than wot I, like, get for spending all
day sitting on the sofa ‘smart’ phone surfing...
There’s talk of making job vacancies only, like, open to Brit kids But that’ll just transfer who gets a wage and who’s in the benny barn will it not? Dear Steer
Calmer and Rack-It-Up-Rachel, please consider my cunning and simple idea to stimulate growth. Sadly, that’ll also need silly Eddy mini brain being put out to pasture. No loss there then, eh?
Quote: Sarah Brown.
"The only thing that ever sat its way to success was a hen."
