The Next Big Thing

Wednesday awready... thanks to those that stepped up to the plate in order to further the exploits of Eric and Amy. They won’t let you down. Never have and never will. Very much looking forward to visiting “A Working Museum”.

Let’s see, what else is happening? Everything and nothing. It stopped raining for long enough tonight that I managed to mow the disaster area that passes for a lawn here. I’ve been snorting grass cuttings up the wazoo and will likely stop hyperventilating soon.

As this country and others are about to disappear up around the U-bend, the biggest waste of money ever perpetrated ever is about to kick in. Like burning bales of fresh fifty quid notes. In readiness for this, I shall be continuing to boycott anything with a logo that signifies any connection with the putrid brand. This includes listening to the BBC with the probable exception of SOTS of a Saturday morning. My heart goes out to friends that have to live down “the London” and in the surrounding burghs that are going to have to deal with it.

There are other events around the country where I understand that such is the level of indifference, they can’t even paper them. Perhaps it’s karma, or justice even but we’re the ones that’ll be hung out to dry. I can’t even begin to convey how much I detest the scumbags that have landed us with this outmoded, outdated, fiddling while the world burns bullshit. Don't try and tell me it has anything to do with "sport". Just. Don't.