29 January
2013
Opps - our
paper girl has cocked up again and delivered us a Maily Dail as well the normal Dorktown
News. Ah well, I don't mind getting
one for nowt. But it does remind me of
the time when I was driving for Interlink and saw a UPS sign had been altered
to read 'COCK-UPS' Well, I thought it
was funny ;-)))
Our happy band
of workers haven't shown up yet today.
The guy who has been in here for the last few day's finished around 5pm
yesterday and has done as much as he can.
The major stumbling block right now is that a pump that is vital to the
drainage of the shower has gone missing.
It was signed for by someone called Laura last Thursday evening. I was out last Thursday evening having a curry
at the Felix Holt in the town centre.
Jan went out last night to see if she could find out where Laura
lived. No one knows a Laura. I hope they get their fingers and get it
sorted sooner rather than later!
An
interesting set of programmes on telly last night. First up was Welch Railways. I'm not
really all that interested in trains as such but this show telling the story of
a narrow gauge railway being rebuilt between Porth Maddock and Carnarvon struck
a cord. I wouldn't mind a trip on that
one, likewise the one that goes up Snowdon.
As per normal there is the usual objects to it being done at all. Surely it has to bring in more tourist to the
area, especially the train enthusiasts.
Next up was Despatches on C4; it highlighted the
rise in shoplifting from charity shops.
My first thought was, "Why not?
It's rising on high streets across the country so why would charity
shops be left alone?" There is a
growing number of people stealing items left outside properties for charity
collection and now its hitting the shops themselves. A reformed thief gave then pointers how to increase
their security. But the top and bottom
of it is that where there are items on open display in shops there will be
people who steal them if for no other reasons than they can, not matter what
the shop. If you think about though,
charity shops are a fairly easy target aren't they? They are staff mainly by volunteers have
little or no CCTV cameras. No matter
what cause they are set up for it is still a pretty low act to steal from them
- no matter how low their income is!
Panorama was its normal first class
show. Last night they looked at the scheme
to get disabled back into work. A couple
of clients were filmed and in one instances there was a man with depression who
was really fighting hard to keep himself under control as he was questioned by
the reporter. It made me wonder if he
was pushed as hard as that when meeting his 'advisor' (I use that term very loosely
indeed), and he wasn't able to control it, would he be charged with assault if
he decked the person interviewing him?
It was clear that he was not suitable for the program he had been put on
but that is down to the examination that started it all off.
The whole
program is a sham! There is a lot of
money to be made by get a disabled person back into work but even if the client
is doing all they can to get there, if it's costing more to get that person
into work than the company will make in doing so, they won't be trying all that
much. They 'parked' as it's termed and
left pretty much alone with just the odd phone call so the provider can still
claim some money for on-going contact. It
all seems to me to be a typical Tory party money making scheme for people who
don't really need it anyway.
Let's find a
photo then ...
ah yes, this one is of a Bewick's swan that I got in late May
early June a few years ago at Hornsea Mere.
Locals told us that it had been injured at some time while it was
wintering in the area and hadn't flown off when the time came. No idea what happened to after that.
Funny time
...
A
respectable lady went into the pharmacy, walked up to the pharmacist, looked
straight into his eyes, and said, ‘I would like to buy some cyanide.'
The pharmacist asked, 'Why in the world do you need cyanide?'
The lady replied, 'I need it to poison my husband.'
The pharmacist’s eyes got big and he exclaimed, 'Lord have mercy! I can’t give you cyanide to kill your husband. That's against the law! I'll lose my license! They’ll throw both of us in jail! All kinds of bad things will happen. Absolutely not! You CANNOT have any cyanide!'
The lady reached into her purse and pulled out a picture of her husband in bed with the pharmacist's wife.
The pharmacist looked at the picture and replied, 'Well now, that's different. You didn't tell me you had a prescription.'
The pharmacist asked, 'Why in the world do you need cyanide?'
The lady replied, 'I need it to poison my husband.'
The pharmacist’s eyes got big and he exclaimed, 'Lord have mercy! I can’t give you cyanide to kill your husband. That's against the law! I'll lose my license! They’ll throw both of us in jail! All kinds of bad things will happen. Absolutely not! You CANNOT have any cyanide!'
The lady reached into her purse and pulled out a picture of her husband in bed with the pharmacist's wife.
The pharmacist looked at the picture and replied, 'Well now, that's different. You didn't tell me you had a prescription.'
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