Friday, 27 December 2013

Diet Friday




I call this 'Diet Friday,' but not in referring to myself.  My slim, malnourished, eight stone body needs no diet that I am aware of except a large turkey or side of beef.  That not appearing I will once again return to thieving from the neighbours mouse traps and find some nourishment that way.  The diet I refer to is the one now being experienced by millions who have stuffed themselves for two days and then stupidly stepped upon their weighing machine.  I can see many women looking in the mirror muttering, "I'm fat, I'm ugly, my hair is a mess," then turning to the man of the house and demanding "You need to give me a compliment!"  "OK," says he all too willingly, "Your eyesight is good."     

He too soon joins the diet.




I have yet to confirm this but I am led to believe that the 'Times' has decided that George Osborne, the mathematically challenged Chancellor of the Exchequer is their 'Man of the Year!' Yes George Osborne! The man who considers two and a half million unemployed acceptable, the man who sees no problem with ever growing Food Banks, the man who does nothing for million pound bonus's for bankers including those the nation still owns! 'Man of the Year?'  Goodness Gracious!  It appears Rupert Murdoch has decided the Tories will win the election and George will oust Dave from the leadership.  Dearie dearie me, if that does not add a million vote to the Scottish Nationalists I don't know what will!


  


Life does not get easier for the Heart of Midlothian.  Severely hampered because of previous money problems the side consists basically of the Under 20 side with one or two older players added.  Sadly injury and those yellow cards referees use against us in a biased manner are not helping the team. Mentally and physically tired the younger lads are giving their all as they know there is no alternative. The manager has no other option and several lads are playing at a level just a wee bit above them at present. The wolves are circling, the dreaded drop must be faced, and no rich man is available to hand in a couple of million to Scotland's biggest club.  The SFA have their hands tied, although they stretch for Rangers funnily enough, and the club must face the fact that the future may be a drop down.  Ah well, the commemoration of the 14 year old Tynecastle F.C. player who dropped dead on the field a few days before Christmas puts all this in context, especially as an 18 year old Hibernian player died in his sleep the same night!  If the Heart of Midlothian goes down then down we go.  The club must survive and return in due course, however long this takes.  At least we can be happy we did not deliberately avoid taxes like some I could mention.

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10 comments:

Carol In Cairns said...

Scottish football league, British politics and Diet Friday ~ I cannot comment on anything today A-man, except to say I dropped by.

the fly in the web said...

No risk of England's cricketers dropping dead from anything but the weight of their own egos...but how dreadful for the families of these two young men.

Jenny Woolf said...

Maybe you slightly misread and he is actually in the running for "Bad Man of the Year"? Let's hope so!

Adullamite said...

Three lovely women comment, that makes my day!

Carol, When you drop by the sun shines!

Fly, A very sad time indeed.

Jenny, Oh I hope so!



Chef Files said...

Sir, I take great offence at the unnecessary use of the R*****s word featured in this blog post. If we are to continue on a thinly disguised east coast/west coast relationship, then I really must insist that you moderate your language to an acceptable level.

The sorry plight of Hearts... where to begin? We will know more when Hearts are eligible to exit the situation of administration at the back of February. Until then, their fate is entirely in the hands of the moneymen. At least, should the drop be forced upon them, they will go down with their heads held high, no cries of "cheats" will ever follow after them and forever taint their history. Unlike some.

Lee said...

I'm with Carol in this one...I plead the fifth! No comment!

We're in for stormy weather later today.

Adullamite said...

Chef, I apologise for swearing but sometimes it is needful. 'If we go down we can aye go back up,' as they say.

Lee, The 5th what? Dranmbuie?

Lee said...

What???? What?? I'm not a lovely woman???

I'm hurt! I'm shattered! I feel slighted.

I'm going to need a fifth of Drambuie now to lift my spirits...maybe five fifths! I've not had a Drambuie in a long, long time; and I do like Drambuie; or I used to.

Adullamite said...

Lee, Drat, I want one now.....

Lee said...

You started it!!! Don't blame me!