Inheritance tax giveaway to feature in first Tory budget alongside welfare cuts
Shameless, heartless, spiteful…
The moral crusade against Greece must be opposed
Are they that desperate to get WW3 up and running?
I know I haven’t been around much lately and for that I apologise. I’ve been up to my baby blues with other stuff and haven’t had time for anything. New kitchen, new bathroom, decorating – well by decorating I mean overseeing the evil Mrs B while she decorates. I hate decorating!
I was going to write about the election results today but I can’t be bothered, I’ll come back to that at some point. I just thought I’d ease you back in with a little story about that pub I used to drink in many years ago that I’ve told you about before. That’s it above when it was first built, bit before my time though. That nest of vipers, roughnecks, hooligans and other assorted villainy that I used to love so much.
In fact I was talking recently to a couple of builders who’d renovated it when it was converted into a restaurant, this was after the police and the brewery had conspired to clear out the patrons. They told me that they couldn’t believe it when they first went in, they’d never seen a place with so much blood on the ceiling. I nodded, “Hmm, arterial spray…what can you do?”
It wasn’t the sort of place you took a date, not unless she was armed to the teeth and fully prepared for the horror within. It was, I suppose, okay to take your date if she was Chuck Norris but Chuck, for all his talents, looks awful in a dress. Women used to go up there, it was very popular, but they weren’t the sort you’d take home to meet your mother without first locking up the family silver and preparing a rabies shot for the family dog.
I bloke I used to know made the mistake of taking his new girlfriend up there. Fair enough it was early in the evening on a Friday so the ritual violence was still a couple of hours away. I hadn’t seen him for a while so I sat down opposite them for a chat. He introduced me to his new girlfriend and I noted how well behaved he was in her presence. Must be the real thing. It won’t last I remember thinking to myself.
She was quite sweet and quietly spoken, I was surprised he’d brought her to that pub. We chatted for a few minutes before she began talking about girl’s stuff and I obviously tuned out. I was trying to remember a joke I’d been told. I was going to share it with them, it was one of the few I knew that was clean enough to share in polite company. Unfortunately I reached the punchline in my head just as I was taking a swig of beer. Making myself laugh I sprayed my mouthful on both of them.
The stunned silence was the most deafening I’ve ever heard. They sat there as still as wet-faced statues, totally shocked. I tried to search my brain for an excuse for my behaviour – something…anything! Nothing. Utterly bereft of anything to say I got up, smiled and nodded, and walked off into the other room. I never saw either of them again.
The next wave of Tory cuts will hit those well beyond Benefits Street ‘skivers’
Hanif Kureishi: Knock, knock, it’s Enoch
Marion McGeough’s latest book A Beginner’s Guide to Crystal Healing and the Five Elements of Traditional Chinese Medicine is available right now on Amazon to download for free. Hurry though because the offer is only open for a few more days.
Why am I telling you this? As some of you might know, we are related and I had some input on the editing, so if there are any mistakes then that’s my fault. Plus I’m a very kind young(ish) man who likes to keep his friends happy. I’m like a sage and onion fart on a crowded train – I just keep giving!
Here are the links:
If you are interested in this sort of stuff: Reiki, crystals and energy (things that I don’t really understand) then head over to her new website and take a peek: British Academy of Reiki
Why Friday’s Solar Eclipse Could Be The End Of The World… – http://huff.to/1H2fE1y
Why do these things always bring out the lunatics?