25 April 2012
At long last! HIP HIP Hurray! Put the flags up and rejoice! The BEEB got today's weather right. Shef said it was going to be raining heavy
today and it is doing just that. Good
job we're not planning to go anywhere today though ;-)))
So the Hussy Hospital has
the worst mortality figures of all the UK hospitals. I also read somewhere that there was a
private company waiting in the wings to take over the running of the place. It seems it's an ongoing saga of bad news
coming from the place. Dorktowners will
be glad when the place gets sorted out once and for all.
HS2 is back in the News today. North Warwickshire Muppet Person is a true
blue Tory but I will be supporting him in his fight against this massive waste
of public dosh. He's challenged a
professor who is the chief engineer of the project. The MP had heard or read that the new line
would be running 30 trains an hour; 100,000 house would be built along part of
the track; and there would be 'acceleration tracks' built along the line up to
14k long. The prof; has denied it all -
could be we expect anything else really.
We had a visitor last
night. Bang, bang, bang on the front
door we heard. I answered it and found
the Labour party councillor for our ward canvassing. At least I now know who I shall be voting
for. Our visitor wasn't happy when I
told him I wouldn't be voting for him.
At least he told me who was running this time. There's Labour, Tory, BNP and the Green
Party. Now I know the Greens are running
that is where my vote will go! Oh yes
... that guy yesterday was trying to convince me that the local Labour party
had nowt to do with the national Labour party ... I wonder what Erratic Ed
would say about that!
Jan bought a new CD off
eBay. It's by the Yetties and although
it's OK it's not as good as two other we have. They are a Dorset based folk group. Very funny too.
I really am starting to wish
I could ride a motor bike these days. I
found this one in Dorktown centre yesterday ...
very nice ... ... ...
It's the Spring of 1957 and Bobby goes to pick up
his date, Peggy Sue. Bobby's a pretty
hip guy with his own car and a ducktail hairdo. When he goes to the front door,
Peggy Sue's father answers and invites him in.
"Peggy Sue's not ready yet, so why don't you have a seat?" he
says.
"That's
cool." says Bobby.
Peggy Sue's father asks Bobby what they are planning to do. Bobby replies politely that they will probably just go to the malt shop or to a drive-in movie.
Peggy Sue's father responds "Why don't you kids go out and screw? I hear all of the kids are doing it."
Peggy Sue's father asks Bobby what they are planning to do. Bobby replies politely that they will probably just go to the malt shop or to a drive-in movie.
Peggy Sue's father responds "Why don't you kids go out and screw? I hear all of the kids are doing it."
Naturally
this comes as quite a surprise to Bobby and he says "Whaaaat?"
"Yeah," says Peggy Sue's father, "Peggy Sue really likes to screw; she'll screw all night if we let her!"
Bobby's eyes light up and smiles from ear to ear. Immediately, he has revised the plans for the evening. A few minutes later, Peggy Sue comes downstairs in her little poodle skirt with her saddle shoes and announces that she's ready to go Almost breathless with anticipation, Bobby escorts his date out the front door while dad is saying "Have a good evening kids," with a wink for Bobby.
About 20 minutes later, a thoroughly dishevelled Peggy Sue rushes back into the house, slams the door behind her and screams at her father:
"DAMMIT DADDY! THE TWIST!!! IT'S CALLED THE TWIST!!!"
"Yeah," says Peggy Sue's father, "Peggy Sue really likes to screw; she'll screw all night if we let her!"
Bobby's eyes light up and smiles from ear to ear. Immediately, he has revised the plans for the evening. A few minutes later, Peggy Sue comes downstairs in her little poodle skirt with her saddle shoes and announces that she's ready to go Almost breathless with anticipation, Bobby escorts his date out the front door while dad is saying "Have a good evening kids," with a wink for Bobby.
About 20 minutes later, a thoroughly dishevelled Peggy Sue rushes back into the house, slams the door behind her and screams at her father:
"DAMMIT DADDY! THE TWIST!!! IT'S CALLED THE TWIST!!!"
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