New phones. Tories, and a week off galavanting

8 January 2013

We have replaced our landline phones just lately and we are still trying to get used to them.  Sometime yesterday afternoon we had a call come in on there but we were both in and we didn't hear it at all.  I've just done the 1471 thingy and it was from a mobile phone.  I didn't bother trying to call back.  If they really want to talk to us they'll call again.  I just hope we hear it when they do ;-)))

There seems to be one problem after another when it comes to Muppet Central in London and what the Prime Muppet is responsible for.  I ask again, "Why all the surprise; why all the anger and frustration?"  The Prime Muppet is a Tory for goodness sake; what do you expect from them?  Now they are limiting benefit increases to 1%; OK, fine, but that will certainly hurt those we are at work but in a low paid job more than benefit claimants.  High-end earners will be getting a tax cut at the same time.  The same questions as above apply.  That is and always has been Tory party doctrine.  In a nutshell, those that have will get more; those who don't have will get less; keep the working class down in the gutter where they belong - they make a good road fill for the high earners to ride along in comfort!  One day when the British electorate comes to its senses at long last we will finally get rid of them for once and always!

My new scooter has arrived and is sitting under the stairs waiting for me to get ready and take it on run to see how it goes.  I shall be doing that later when I have finished what needs to be done here.  Apart from the normal day to day things to do, Jan is going off to see our daughter in Antrim on Friday, so there's a bit more than normal to do.  I'm sure I have a photo of them together ... yes I do ... 

taken a few years ago in The Church pub on the main street of Antrim town.

A funny now then ...

Two old friends were just about to tee off at the first hole of their local golf course when a guy carrying a golf bag called out to them, 'Do you mind if I join you? My partner didn't turn up.'
'Sure,' they said, 'You're welcome.' So they started playing and enjoyed the game and the company of the newcomer. Part way around the course, one of the friends asked the newcomer, 'What do you do for a living?'
'I'm a hit man,' was the reply.
'You're joking!' was the response.
'No, I'm not,' he said, reaching into his golf bag, and pulling out a beautiful Martini sniper's rifle with a large telescopic sight. 'Here are my tools.'
'That's a beautiful telescopic sight,' said the other friend, 'Can I take a look? I think I might be able to see my house from here.' So he picked up the rifle and looked through the sight in the direction of his house.
'Yeah, I can see my house all right. This sight is fantastic. I can see right in the window.' 'Wow, I can see my wife in the bedroom. Ha Ha, I can see she's naked!! Wait a minute, that's my neighbor in there with her...... He's naked, too!!!
He turned to the hit man, 'How much do you charge for a hit?'
'I'll do a flat rate, for you, one thousand dollars every time I pull the trigger.'
'Can you do two for me now?'
'Sure, what do you want?'
'First, shoot my wife, she's always been mouthy, so shoot her in the mouth.'
'Then the neighbor, he's a friend of mine, so just shoot his dick off to teach him a lesson.'
The hit man took the rifle and took aim, standing perfectly still for a few minutes.
'Are you going to do it or not?' said the friend impatiently.
'Just be patient,' said the hit man calmly, 'I think I can save you a grand here.....'