On this day ...

17 March 2012

Good mornin' all.  I did get down into town yesterday and while I was down there I went to HMV to try to buy #3 of The Girl Who serious, the one I wanted was The Girl Who Kicked The Hornet's Nest.  I did find it straight away.  However, there was a sticker on the front of it saying '2 for £10', so I looked for a second one.  I ended up coming out with four DVDs.  One of them is called Kill List.  This film was sponsored by the British Film Council with funding by the National Lottery.  We gave up on it after around 20 minutes.  Up to that point all it was a married couple arguing and shouting at each and nothing else.  If this is the sort of crap that the British Film industry is producing then it's no wonder that it is struggling.  It really was crap.  If you're tempted to buy it, don't waste your dosh on it.

The weather forecast for Dorktown is for showers with sunny spells.  Well, we are staying put and not venturing out in it just in case.  We've been caught out in the rain before while being out on our scooters and we don't fancy it at all now.  It's not fun!

There really are some idiots in the world aren't there.  A 15 year old decided it be fun to send a text message to a random phone number.  The text read, "I hid the body - now what?"  Some joke eh?  It backfired though because the random number she decided on belonged to a police detective in Arkansas.  Her number was traced from the text message.  I'd love to have been in the room when the cops turned up and knocked on her door ;-)))    

Also abroad, this time in Japan ... the man who killed the Warwickshire teacher in Japan has filed an appeal against his life sentence for murder.  OK, it's his right I suppose but I hope the courts don't stand for it and give him and extra five years for wasting their time!

Policing within the West Midlands is getting less and less.  According to the Telegraph there will be only one traffic car available for the whole of Coventry - but hang a minute, that's not all.  The same one car will be shared between Coventry and Solihull!  Over the last few years I've noticed there has been less and less cops on the streets and on the motorways - and that includes before Daft David got voted in!  So where are they are then?  I suggest they all off duty getting ready to turn out for policing town and city streets when the pubs turn out late at night, and for football matches on Saturday afternoon.  So yet again the decent majority have to make do with less because of the actions of the mindless few.

And for my fellow writers who read this blog, and idea for names for their stories ... every Saturday the Coventry Telegraph publishes a list of men and women who had appeared in court during the last week.  What I have taken to doing is to cut it out and using the names as charterers in my stories.  I take the given name form one con and the family name from another and cross them out on the list.  So much easier than trying to think them up ;-)))      

It's 17th March 2012 today ... but did you know that on this date in 1649, Oliver Cromwell abolished the office of king.  So there is a precedent; now how do I become Prime Muppet.

I've mentioned that Jan and I are birders.  One year we managed to get to Birdfair at Rutland water and Jan took the opportunity to get Bill Oddies autograph - and I was the capture it happening ...

Another good one here ...

Miss Jones is embarrassed by her small breasts, so her G.P. refers her to Dr. Bruce, who apparently has great success with an unconventional treatment.
After examining her, Dr Bruce says " This may seem odd, but I believe that, by using the power of the mind, it's possible to make your breasts grow by constantly reciting the following mantra - ' Scooby- Dooby Doobies, I want bigger boobies'  You need to mutter this to yourself over the next two weeks."

Miss Jones is naturally very sceptical, but, having tried everything else, decides to give it a go. Sure enough, after only a week she notices a distinct size increase.  The following day Miss jones finds herself on a crowded bus. Afraid to stop saying the Mantra in case things shrink, she notices a man looking in her direction. Embarrassed, she turns away, but the man shuffles up to her and whispers "you've been to see Dr Bruce, haven't you?" Miss jones is flabbergasted, and asks the man how he could possibly know this.

The man leans forward, smiles & whispers in her ear - "Hickory -Dickory - Dock..."