Monday 15 July 2019
Space Filling
I have been trapped indoors for the past wee while by my knees, housework and laziness. So I have dug out old photos as I have only been as far as Tesco's so far. The gray skies have also been a hindrance, it is summer after all, and I have therefore sat here staring at the wall. It is not a great view.
Like you I have been much impressed with the English cricket teams ability to be totally outplayed yet come through and win, this, some claim, was aided by the umpires incorrectly giving them a run they ought not to have had, gosh, that has not happened before has it? Today the media was splashing their faces across the screen and front page behind the word 'England!' The Irish captain took it in good stride and the chief batsman, born in New Zealand, attempted to work out what the word 'traitor' meant. Tonight the players are invited to Ten Downing Street, I know they will be pleased... Some claimed this was a result of being outside the EU, though all of them now live within the EU, and James Rees-Mogg (born 1672) claimed this is what England can do after Brexit, forgetting the many foreigners in the team. The captain indicated the side were 'diverse,' and 'Multi-cultural,' while saying Allah was with them.
Brexiteers everywhere are now confused.
Have England won anything with home grown players?
Talking of racism how come the US president can racially abuse several members of Congress and get away with it? His order for the four women to 'Go back to their own country,' would lead to prosecution even for a Tory member in this country why not in the USA? It is clear he will use a great deal more such language in the next year appeasing the Rednecks to get votes.
This dangerous clown leads us to Boris. The affair of the US ambassador looks each day like a stitch up worked out between Boris, Farage, Trump and all the other Blackshirt leaders. I really hope the Met Police do investigate properly and someone is brought to justice for this. Such secret info should never leave the building and action must be taken. The reaction tends to leave the impression that this was a step too far so maybe someone will be called to account.
At least the Tennis is off the screen now and with golf hard to find, cricket over, netball ignored and only the Tour de France left, I tend to watch it for the views these days rather than the race itself, we now await the return of proper football. This has started in Scotland and soon the moneybags English will throw vast amounts of cash at the game to see their side struggle. I long for the day the bubble bursts and football returns to normal.
I see Alan Turing will be the new face on the English £50 note. This man, a scientist of high achievement and ability, was of course gay during the days it was rightly illegal. Because he was, the gay lobby say, 'hounded to death,' he has become some sort of super hero. Certainly the secret services of the day did not trust anyone who was gay, the five middle class Communists, some of whom made it to Russia, were gay and MI6 were keen not to be caught out again. But does anyone care about that? Does anyone really care about his success at Bletchley Park? No they don't, they just wish to use him to propagate the gay life. The Bank of England has gone along with this.
How far have we fallen?
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Being in Spain I had to make do with the cricket podcast for the semi finals. I did think of quick flight to England to watch the final on free to air, first time since 2005 when the administrators sold it to Sky for pelf, but realized that that was hopeless as the friend upon whom I would be roosting would be watching the tennis and it is, after all, her television.
However, as chance would have it, I found an Indian restaurant on the coast where I had gone to sulk for the day and the staff not only fed me but let me listen to the last half of the match in the kitchen, much to the puzzlement of the Guardia Civil who had come for their free beer only to find the whole staff plus one other foreigner either groaning, sighing or, occasionally, exulting as the radio blared forth.
Very sporting of them considering that India had been knocked out of the competition.
The food was tops too.... And the non stop beer....
The police wanted to know what cricket was... The head waiter announced that it was a sacred cult and served them more beer.
They very kindly escorted me to the bus station in their paddy wagon after the match.
I like Spain....
Fly, That sounds great! Just a shame it wasn't on telly! The polis being friendly? How do you do it!
I do think he suffered through being gay but his achievement was also very great. I am sad we are going to have a plastic £50 note...i cant stand them slithering about the place. Who on the £20 note which is still made of proper paper. Lets hope if they redo it during Boriss tenure that it is not Donald Trump.
It seems they drop in for beer on a regular basis.... friendly extortion perhaps?
It was the last place I would have expected to find a Indian restaurant-and the customers all seemed to be Spanish.
Jenny, Boris would put Boris on the new notes, all of them!
Fly, Good to keep in with the polis! Indians can work successfully anywhere!
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