blogshares

I’ve just stumbled across Blogshares.com and to my astonishment have discovered that this humble little blog is registered and people have actually traded stock in my site….

temper, temper !

last night I was asked when the last time I lost my rag was….. genuinely I can’t remember. Is that a good thing or a bad thing ? I’m not sure.

I don’t tend to fly off the handle and have a good strop. Perhaps I should. It’s not really in my nature to rage. If I did, it would feel somehow staged or fake. Perhaps laid on to make an impression or push home a point.

The only thing that really makes me angry is if I hit my head – if that happens I’ll have a damn good scream and shout about it !!!!

Use Your Vote

This poster was designed by Ministry of Sound to scare young people into voting in the 1997 British general election….it’s good !

I’m a big fan of political cartoons, posters and general satire.

Powerful messages can be put across with a single image.

The British Council currently have an online exhibition of British political campaigns and satirical imagery ‘Upfront and Personal: Three Decades of UK Political Graphics’

vanilla

apparently, I taste of vanilla…..*blushes*

wedding bells

My brother got married on the 4th of July. It was a fantastic day with a wonderful service and a great reception. It was good to see everyone and share in the celebrations.

They asked me to do the reading in the church and this is what they chose:

A Gift From the Sea by Anne Morrow Lindbergh

One recognizes the truth of Saint Exupery’s line: Love does not consist in gazing at each other. But in looking outward together in the same direction.

For in fact, man and woman are not only looking outward in the same direction, they are working outward. Here one forms ties, roots, a firm base….Here one makes oneself part of the community of men, of human society. Here the bonds of marriage are formed. For marriage, which is always spoken of as a bond, becomes actually, in this stage, many bonds, many strands, of different texture and strength, making up a web that is taut and firm.

The web is fashioned of love. Yes, but many kinds of love: romantic love first, then a slow-growing devotion and, playing through these, a constantly rippling companionship. It is made of loyalties, and interdependencies, and shared experiences. It is woven of memories of meetings and conflicts; of triumphs and disappointments.

It is a web of communication, a common language, and the acceptance of lack of language too, a knowledge of likes and dislikes, of habits and reactions, both physical and mental. It is a web of instincts and intuitions, and known and unknown exchanges.

The web of marriage is made by propinquity, in the day to day living side by side, looking outward and working outward in the same direction.

It is woven in space and in time of the substance of life itself.

Blogging from work

OMG, blogging from work…..might be fun ;o) Glorious day, blue sky, bright sunshine and I’m stuck in the damn office fielding calls and working my inbox….hmmmm

Otherwise, I have bought myself a really kewl digital camcorder…. am I excited or what…lol have to wait ’till next week for them to deliver it tho’

Spiderman

A rather camp dancing spiderman…made me laugh anyway !

Ban it

Yesterday there was a late night sitting in Parliament, the TV cameras were there and the news bulletins were standing by on the results. MPs spent 5 hours debating and, at the last minute, the Government dramatically withdrew their motion. This was a final Parliamentary vote on an issue that has been on the Government’s agenda for 6 years and has seen mass demonstrations in London, heated debates and passionate voices on both sides. When the vote came in, there was immediate speculation on whether the Government would have to invoke the Parliament Act to force the legislation through the House of Lords to make it law. It was the top story on the news agenda this morning.

What was this important issue ? What could possible be so important to warant this attention ? The very freedom of the nation ?

They were voting on whether we should outlaw hunting with dogs ! It is extraordinary how worked up we British get about fox hunting. The Spanish torment bulls in public, the Americans have a huge appetite for hunting with guns, but put a man on a horse in a crimson jacket and send him in pursuit of a fox and you are guaranteed to make people’s blood boil. It really makes no sense at all…

If you are really concerned about animal creulty then take a look at our abbatoir system or investigate battery chicken farms or focus on the intensive cattle/pig rearing methods employed in some parts of Europe. But fox hunting…. as I understand it most times the fox gets away !!!

Ahh, the English an exceptional breed……of fools !