Monday 30 July 2012

A bag of crisps, candid viewing and life's meaning

30 July 2012

So it's Monday again, how quickly the time flies by.  At least the Dorktown News has been delivered today.  Front page on there is another story about the Hussy Hospital.  This time the PTB are proposing that to help improve the health of everyone using the site all junk food should be banned from the premises and be replaced by healthy options.  OK, but there is a WH Smiths in site.  Will they have to stop selling crisps and chocolate and so on?  That could well impact on profitability in that branch and could lead to its closure.  It's a popular outlet, well, actually they have a captive market really seeing as it's situated where it is.  I'm not too worried about Smiths losing an outlet as such but I would be concerned that by banning all junk foods customer choice will be extremely limited.  Let them try telling a 5 year old that he can't have a bar of chocolate because the managers say it isn't good for them!

This morning we sat and watched some of the rowing heats in the Olympics.  Team GB qualified for the finals in both events we saw.  I said before that I'm not really into sports in a big way but I do like to watch some of them, and rowing is one of them.  However, there is a letter in the News today about how much coverage of the Games and the amount of hype there has been over it.  To some extent I agree with him.  But if he doesn't want to watch it he can always watch one of the other four main channels or sky or cable.  However, I wonder if how he feels when the footy World Cup is on?  Does he feel the same then?  If he did then I would fully support him.

Our council leader is challenging the two Muppets to vote against the party line in regards to the disbanding of the 2nd Battalion Royal Fusiliers.  I agree with him on that, not as a political argument but because I think it a great mistake to disband the 11 major units that is currently planned.  It will leave the UK not able to defend itself or its dependant territories properly.  The continuing rows over Gibraltar and the Falklands are two such instances.  In addition we still have commitments to both NATO and the UN which need to be met.  Cutting so deeply into our defence system will lead to a huge problem later on, I'm sure of that!

Snapping snappers when I'm out with my camera is one of my favourite photo subjects, candid photography is its proper name, or even street portraits for some people.  Whatever here's one I got last week when we went over to Brum for a few hours ...

Funny time ...
On the first day God created the dog. God said, "Sit all day by the door of your house and bark at anyone who comes in or walks past. I will give you a life span of twenty years."
The dog said, "That's too long to be barking. Give me ten years and I'll give you back the other ten." So God agreed.
On the second day God created the monkey. God said, "Entertain people, do monkey tricks, make them laugh. I'll give you a twenty-year life span."
The monkey said, "How boring. Monkey tricks for twenty years? I don't think so. Dog gave you back ten, so that's what I'll do too, okay?" And God agreed.
On the third day God created the cow. God said, "You must go to the field with the farmer all day long and suffer under the sun, have calves and give milk to support the farmer. I will give you a life span of sixty years."
The cow said, "That's kind of a tough life you want me to live for sixty years. Let me have twenty and I'll give back the other forty." And God agreed again.
On the fourth day God created man. God said, "Eat, sleep, play, marry and enjoy your life. I'll give you twenty years."
Man said, "What? Only twenty years?! Tell you what, I'll take my twenty, and the forty the cow gave back and the ten the monkey gave back and the ten the dog gave back...that makes eighty, okay?"
"Okay", said God, "You've got a deal."
So that is why the first twenty years we eat, sleep, play, and enjoy ourselves; for the next forty years we slave in the sun to support our family; for the next ten years we do monkey tricks to entertain the grandchildren; and for the last ten years we sit on the front porch and bark at everyone.
Life has now been explained to you.                 

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