Fffffff-uuuuuuuuuuuu-ccccc-kkkkkkkkkk-iiiiiiiii-nnn-gggggggg hell…
Fffffff-uuuuuuuuuuuu-ccccc-kkkkkkkkkk-iiiiiiiii-nnn-gggggggg hell…
It must be true that the intelligence / comprehension level of the great unwashed averages out at around primary three. Of course a government made up of people with different opinions will have strains and stresses*. I didn’t realise this needed explanation.
Politicians (i.e. the Labour MP quoted in this piece) make me so annoyed with their very obvious pandering to the lowest common denominator.
I have a real problem with this expectation (perceived wisdom?) that the government should supply council housing and also take care of everyone. It’s one thing to provide a safety net in emergencies, that I support, but why should a government be the doting parent? It seems as though the majority of Brits have no idea how spoiled they are.
* A less immature take in The Economist.
It would be so much nicer if the commenters on Have Your Say about tonight’s Question Time could spell. Or use punctuation properly.
And now no ham?! Ham is one of my favourite foods ever and I now have to restrict myself so it’s an occasional treat? How wretched.
We’re meant to keep our personal and work lives separate — it’s for our own sanity, right? If we mix personal stuff with work stuff we’re likely to get in trouble with the boss. So why is it expected of you to use your personal reputation and relationships in order to get your job done?
So. I did it. I went and registered for Urbathon. That’s 10 kilometres worth of running jumping climbing trees. I have just over two months to get ready for it, and we haven’t even been motivated enough to join the gym yet.
But the gym has a pool and some nice cardio machines so maybe I have a hope in hell. And the race is being held in the same general area as the 5 kilometre run route I minced around last month, so I should probably try to take advantage of summer daylight for as long as possible, huh?
* I’m terrible at coming up with clever post titles, so I’m going to use irrelevant ones instead.
Everyone’s seen There, I Fixed it, right?
I brilliantly managed to tip my entire (well, it was only half-full) bowl of leftover chickpea and chorizo soup into the microwave. Meanwhile, chilli cheese dip from Asda ain’t got much chilli in it.