Oodles of skywater, even more lack of warm, more than enough
atmospheric movement and not a glimmer of solar stuff at the Castle this last
day of 2013.
Not been a good year for poor old Angus, bits have dropped
orf, clogged up and gone tits up, Grimly Dark Orspitalgot in touch yestermorn to tell me that I
will have to go in to have the arteries reamed next Tuesday instead of
Wednesday because "there is a big case coming in" which will
apparently take all day in the short stay surgery thingy.
Makes you feel important and cared for-not.
But it has been an even worse year for some people-Michael Schumacher is
apparently at death's door after falling orf a couple of flat sticks orf
old fella dahn in Sarf Africa finally shuffled orf this mortal coil after a
very bad year and to show their love and respect his body was dragged up and
dahn the country to be put on show like an exhibit in a freak show for days on
end by the "management".
Others who popped orf include-Peter
O'Toole, Frank Thornton (who is now finally free), Lou Reed and of course
Maggie (I fucked up the country more than anyone else) Thatcher, Mikhail (my
product has killed many, many people) Kalashnikov, Ronnie (good riddance)
Biggs, and loads of others who I can't be bovvered to mention.
But there is some
Nazi El Papa Benedict XVI took the easy way out and "retired"
instead ofdoing the right thing and
expiring, and is now living in luxury in the Vatican probably surrounded by
young boys and jack boots.
Have apparently been paid oodles
of loot to switch off their
turbines while storms lashed the UK over the festive period and tens of
thousands of homes were left without power, according to figures published
No change there
But enough of all this doom and
gloom, let's look forward to 2014, may it be better in all ways than this one,
may all your dreams be fulfilled, may your bank balance equal that of the members
of the sideboard and may your standard of living rise beyond your wildest
Many, many droplets of skywater, even more lack of warm,
less atmospheric movement and still not a whatsit of solar stuff at the Castle this
As Twenty Eleven plus one ignobly sinks into the mire of
history it is once again time to have a look at those who have managed to make
it even worse.
First up has to be the entire Piss Poor Policies
Millionaires Club Coalition who have mismanaged the economy, the NHS, the
police people, benefits, immigration, tax cuts for the rich, standards of
living for the rest of us, bankers, welfare and my fucking pension.
I won't even feature that other bloke whatever his name is because no one really gives a an old nags vag.
Then there are the “Royal” leeches; in particular “Prince”
Henry who got his kit orf in a hotel room with a couple of his mates and a
non-male or two with a camera phone.
And his sister in law the Duckess of Cambridge who showed
her upper wobbly bits to someone with a long lens as she cavorted on ‘Oliday
with some tall, bald bloke.
Not forgetting the man on the bike Andrew Mitchell who took
so long to resign over the “plebgate” thingy that the “establishment” had a
couple of months to decide that the un-doctored silent CCTV footage showed he
was entirely innocent of anything and that the “law” was stitching him up.
Dopey Dorries who went Dahn Unda to the Jungle and sadly came back again
The “global warming” pundits who seem to think we are as
stupid as they are so that the price of gas, leccy, petrol and diesel can be
raised to such heights that it brings tears to your wallets.
The Ed-Milli band by turning into a very bad copy of a Tory
whist telling us that we are all “one nation” and whose nasal style of vocals
has managed to get right up one’s hooter
The rest of the Royal dysfunctional family, who spent the
year being entertained, fed, housed, clothed and rowed about by the rest of us as
we watched while our lives disappeared dahn the imperial bog in a royal flush.
‘Tis warmish, wettish and not a jot wobbly at the Castle
this first day of twenty eleven plus one, the study is bulging with busted ex
adding machines and his Maj has discovered the joy of stealing one of my slippers and hiding it whilst
I am in the land of nod.
I would like to wish all visitors, commenter’s and
blogosphere friends a very, very happy and prosperous new 2012.........well you
There is allegedly a bit of a hoo hah at the Al-Maktoum College of Higher
Education in Dundee, Professor Malory Nye, 47, claims he was dismissed from his
job because its hierarchy viewed his race and religion as a threat to its
His wife Isabel Campbell-Nye, 42, alleges she was also forced out of her
position as head of the college’s English language centre because she brought
in too many students who were not Muslims or Arabs.
Or in other words white and Christian.
The independent college, which operates as a charity in
partnership with the University of Aberdeen, advertises in its prospectus that
“multiculturalism is at the centre of our vision and structure”.
According to a “spokesperson” “The Al-Maktoum College will vigorously defend
its reputation as a centre of excellence within the higher education sector and
the good name it has won over the last ten years here in Dundee, nationally and
“Professor Nye was dismissed from his post as Principal at the College
following a period of suspension on full pay and an inquiry conducted by the
By dishing out special privileges to 'his friends in the
City' following the news that Mr Ruddock is to be knighted.
Shadow Cabinet Office minister Michael Dugher accused the
Prime Monster of going back on his promise to 'clean up politics'.
Mr Ruddock is known for using a tactic described as
'short-selling' in the wake of Northern Rock's share price crash, after which
it had to be saved by the taxpayer.
This involves allowing the price of stock to plummet before
buying it back at a rock-bottom price.
Mr Ruddock's donations to the Conservatives – which total
almost £500,000 – date back to 2001.
He has been handed a knighthood for services to the arts and
philanthropy, on the back of his roles as chairman of the Victoria and Albert
Museum in London and as a trustee of New York's Metropolitan Museum of Art.
Meanwhile a Cabinet
Office spokesman defended the decision to award Mr Ronson with the honour.
'If someone has served their time and gone on to do
wonderful works, I don't think that prevents someone from receiving an honour,'
Mr Ronson is also known for bringing self-service petrol
stations to the UK and building the Heron Tower, the City of London's tallest
A Lexington man is
accused trying to use a fake $1 million bill to pay for his purchases at a Wal-Mart.
Fuller, 53, of 3 Parker St., walked into the Wal-Mart on Lowes Boulevard in
Lexington on Nov. 17. He shopped for a while, picking up a vacuum cleaner, a
microwave oven and other merchandise, totalling $476, an arrest warrant says.
When he got to the
register, Fuller gave the cashier the phony bill, saying that it was real.
Store staff called
Fuller was later
charged with attempting to obtain property by false pretence and uttering a
forged instrument, both felonies, court records show.
The largest note
ever printed was the $100,000 bill, which featured President Woodrow Wilson.
The bills, which were not available to the public, were printed from Dec. 18,
1934, through Jan. 9, 1935, and were used for transactions between Federal
Fuller was being
held Friday night in the Davidson County Jail with bond set at $17,500. He is
scheduled to appear in court Tuesday.
Sod it, does that mean my stack of sixty two pound notes is
a bit dodgy then....
To the county of sausages and a green colour, Lincolnshire
County Council is rolling out new signs at pelican crossings in Boston, and
walkers are being asked to wait for the green figure before they cross.
The authority says the signs are helping to keep the streets
as safe as possible, but critics have questioned whether the change has been
motivated by political correctness.
Alan Bell, senior engineer at the Lincolnshire Road Safety
Partnership, said: "We need to do all we can to help keep people safe on
the county's roads. These signs remind people to cross only when the green
figure is lit."
He added that the wording of the signs varies across the
While some crossings retain the traditional green man, the
crossing at John Adams way in Boston has been given a new sign asking residents
to "Cross with the green figure".
Nice to see that the New Year is starting out just like the old one finished.
I must get on now, I have a “new” laptop and apart from the “qwerty” bit all the other keys are in different places to my old one, and I keep pressing the wrong one and deleting things or shifting into caps. You would think they would come up with a standardised keyboard wouldn’t you?
This is the fourth Crimbo I will spend on my own; I’m not looking for sympathy, or invites.
“We” really used to enjoy the festive season, no thought of the homeless or the poor, or the old, or the lonely.
Since “Mrs Angus” passed, my outlook has changed, I look on Christmas as something to get past, and over with, but I do think about the above more. Christmas to me now is a time of reflection and pondering, a time to look at the past year and add the good and the bad bits to either side of the “scales of life”.
The past three have come down heavily on” the Bad side, this year I think they may well be balanced, I have discovered the joy of Blogging, made quite a few “online” friends, and learned a lot.
I have tried to change a bit, to be less “abrasive” and more considerate in my writing, some of you may have noticed.
But deep down the “old” Angus is the one which will win, I don’t “think” too much when I write (and it shows), I call it my auto-pilot, and when I do think I get bogged down for words and unsure of the direction to take in my mindless wanderings.
I don’t tend to go into too much detail, because I find it boring to read pages and pages of stats, or quotes, and I like to think that others do as well.
So I like to “Tease” readers with a small amount of facts and then supply a link, so that they can find out for themselves what the hell I am rambling on about, because you learn much more from finding out for yourself.
I enjoy making comments on articles, and try to make people smile because then they will remember me and revisit the blog (shameless self-advertising), but that is what I do.
I love writing for NHS Exposed, the “team” are great and really supportive, and I enjoy letting loose the “Dogs of War” on the Powers That Be.
I will spend this year at home in my dark, cold garret, and will have Crimbo dinner with my Neighbours, who are the best you could have. After dinner I will stretch out on the couch and watch the TV, with my cat on my lap (there's nothing nicer than stroking a pussy in your lap), and probably fall asleep, not much different to anyone else really.
Next year I will carry on, I will continue to write and comment on things that I feel need to be brought to the attention, of others. And I think that the abrasive, gobby, patronising arrogant “Angus” will re-emerge, I hope so because I really like him.
I haven't quite got ot the point where I enjoy Christmas again yet, but you never know.
As to Crimbo-I hope you have a wonderful time, over eat, don't drink too much, and enjoy, because life can be far too short, and you don’t get a second chance.
This is my last post for a few days but,I shall be back on the 27th.
Thank you for reading the blog, and putting up with my ramblings. And I also hope that next year will be peaceful, prosperous and kind to you.