When ever I start one of these pieces I begin to feel a touch of the Victor Meldrew’s coming on – there is so much to delight happening around (c.f. many of the lovely articles on GP which take us out of ourselves into the countryside) but it is the niggles, the time-wasting bureaucracy, stifling regulation and the sheer embuggerances of life today which come to the fore.
It was interesting to see Godfrey give vent to his anger at the RBL. I did not buy a poppy this year and I would guess a lot of others followed suit. After my recent written complaint to the RBL about advertising for a Diversity bod at a salary in excess of £50k p.a. I stopped my monthly contribution and demanded to know why they were spending money on woke crap rather than on veteran welfare The response was typical soy boy DEI bollocks. Heaven help us. I will now contribute direct to my Regiment’s Benevolent Fund.
Why oh why are some videos overlaid with loud intrusive music? I was trying to follow an interesting discussion the other day but turned it off as it was very difficult to hear. On a related note why do X videos and others open with the sound turned off? Have to reset to grasp the opening bit.
I see that Herr Starmer and the Crazy Gang are exceeding our expectation; we knew they would be rubbish but oh boy, what an absolute shambles, might be funny if it were not so tragic.
Good that Elon Musk is wading into the fray in support of The Donald. I still don’t understand how he amassed such riches but more power to his elbow. Hope they both have watertight security, there are a lot of bad people ranged against them.
As for here; several years ago I said there would be a civil war, I can see no other way ro restore some semblance of order and justice.
Before I returned from France I had read that NHS Wales was pretty bad – au contraire – I have no complaints. This morning I turned up for a doctor’s appointment (only 3 day wait). As I sat down a big burly chap struggled in on his walker, and asked to see a doctor soonest as he was in considerable pain – oedema, leaking leg sores and in obvious distress.
Ours is a satellite surgery in the marina. The receptionist said sorry no appointments available and perhaps he could go to the main surgery? That is about 3 miles away, and it was obvious he would have difficulty getting there. I intervened and told her to give him my appointment. I knew what he was going through as I have had similar with a difficult to heal leg wound; his need was a damm sight greater than mine. Thing is that I obtained an appointment for the next day. If Wales can do it why can’t the rest of the country?
Hmmm I hear you mutter GG Goody-two-shoes! Not really, I still recall my Scout Promise : ‘I promise to do my duty to God and the Queen, to help others and to obey the Scout law’
Most of the food I eat is freshly cooked by me – I love soups and stews and a pot of that, or curry, maybe chilli con carne can serve a few days. Looked at a load of carrots I had bought at the market for £1 and fancied some soup. Lots of onion, carrots, courgette, soup prepared within 40 minutes. Lots of pepper and a little salt basil and three vegetable stock cubes, some olive oil, butter a few twirls with the stick blender – lovely. I could feed myself on less than £3 a day if it came to it. ’
Talking of scouting we used to collect old newspapers to sell for funds, my brother and I on one Bob a Job week were presented with a filthy cooker to clean…urrgh! I also remember going to the local hospital early Christmas morning to serve tea to the patients. Our camping trips were always great fun too…
I have been trying to manage my word processing with Libre Office and latterly Microsoft Office – for some inexplicable reason my efforts, when opened, have become read only and I can’t see how to get out of that. So I have taken the plunge and gone back to my first word-processor – WORDPERFECT – a brilliant programme – I have never liked WORD. I recall my estate agent client buyingt it some 30 years ago – a big box arrived, opened it up on the floor of his office and there was a large heap of manuals and disks. My then wife who was acting as his book-keeper and secretary looked at it all aghast.
Who remembers VISICALC and SUPERCALC? – a big step forward at the time. I have taught myself most of the small accounting programmes starting with PEGASUS but my favourite was TAS (The Accounting System).
There was an outstanding contributor (I think to The Telegraph) who often said ‘Improvement means deterioration’ He was right on so many counts but we cannot stand in the way of progress, where ever it may lead.
© Gillygangle 2024
