Showing posts with label rich. Show all posts
Showing posts with label rich. Show all posts

Friday, 8 June 2012

Confused Cameron: Stamping on the rich: Vampire slayer’s kit: The Ostrich and the Pony: Chicken mugged in Manchester: and the price of booze.

Vast amounts of skywater mixed in with even vaster amounts of atmospheric movement at the Castle this morn, his Maj has the hump but at least the Honda is red again.

and Blogger is being a pain in the arse-again...

The regular summits of EU leaders are "baffling", the Prime Monster blamed the protocols behind European Councils, and that poor decisions "imposed from above" were the cause of much of the EU's problems.


Apparently 5,000 homes may be registered in ways to avoid property taxes. The Treasury faced demands last night to examine the extent of tax avoidance by the country's wealthiest homeowners who have transferred £25bn worth of property into corporate hands.
And about 500 of the homes, worth a total of £1.6bn, were transferred last year.
On Cornwall Terrace, an up market conversion of eight imposing period houses overlooking Regent's Park in London, the average asking price is £35m, making it the world's most expensive row of Georgian mansions. Every home sold has reportedly gone to an offshore company, meaning the buyers would have to pay only £52,500 to buy shares in the company, instead of £2.45m in stamp duty at 7 per cent. 
But in his Budget son of a B.....aronet and alien reptile in disguise “Chancellor”, George (I may have to sack one of my gardeners) Osborne, promised to come down "like a ton of bricks" on the practice of switching large properties into corporate control and immediately introduced a stamp duty levy of 15 per cent for houses bought through a company.

Oh good, that’ll help......

To the place where cricket and tea is king there is a chance to acquire a vampire slayer’s kit, complete with holy water, crucifixes, wooden stakes and a pistol with a mould for silver bullets.
The box, expected to fetch £1,200-£2,000, is on display in Harrogate until the sale is held in Leyburn, North Yorks, on June 22.
Apparently the slaying tools, dating from the late 19th century, show no sign of having been used.

No shit....

An ostrich takes a dislike to a little girl on a pony, it was going to be a video but blogger decided against it.

Still at least the pony was unhurt....

To the other Manchester, Eric Didio was having a bit of a cavort in his bright yellow chicken costume, and waving a small American flag to passersby on Pleasant Valley Road.
When a guy hopped out of a car stopped at the light, ran over here, grabbed the flag and took off," restaurant general manager Nathan Atwood said.
Shortly after the theft, reported at about 12:30 p.m., Atwood stood next to Didio, providing security for his "chicken dude." Atwood said a customer who witnessed the theft called police.
Didio and Atwood could only describe the thief as "an overweight white dude." Didio was working to mark the grand reopening of the Boston Market, which Atwood said was recently renovated.

What a stupid clucker....

And finally:

 A 74-year-old bottle of whisky yesterday has sold for £46,000 at auction.
The bottle of Glenfiddich Rare Collection, distilled in 1937, fell short of the current auction record by just £850. The whisky was unusually slow to mature and ten consecutive warehouse masters watched over the cask as the amber liquor reached perfection.
In October 2001, after 64 years, malt master David Stewart declared Cask 843 ready to be bottled. One of the 61 bottles was sold yesterday to a bidder for £40,000, plus the £6,000 buyer’s premium.
The whiskies – which also include a Glenfiddich 1955 (£8,000-£10,000) and a Macallan Select Reserve 1948 (£5,000-£6,000) – are expected to be some of the top lots at the sale, which also includes cases of Domaine de la RomanĂ©e-Conti’s 1988 RomanĂ©e-Conti at £60,000-80,000 apiece.

Cheap at half the price...

And today’s thought:
Euro 2012


Saturday, 3 January 2009


Versace, the renowned fashion house, is to create the world’s first refrigerated beach so that hotel guests can walk comfortably across the sand on scorching days.

The beach will be next to the new Palazzo Versace hotel, which is being built in Dubai where summer temperatures average 40C and can reach 50C.

Aided by cheap oil and gas, Middle Eastern nations have poured enormous resources into controlling temperature. About 60% of Dubai’s huge power bill is for air-conditioning; each person living there has a carbon footprint of more than 44 tons of CO2 a year.

Not very “green” is it?

One for the GUYS, GPS lingerie: this new line in under-ware has apparently really pissed off the “Feminists” around the world. At least something good has come out of it.

Take a look men: and it only costs between £500 and £700.

Even the rich are hard up, Police in Racine, Wis., say 43-year-old Brian A. Rubenstein tried to steal $625 in groceries. The total included $365 in lobster and $213 in ribeye and beef roasts.

A good deed never goes unpunished; a former Fort Lauderdale city commissioner who helped create a program to combat bicycle theft had his own bike stolen while trying to help people involved in a vehicle crash.

Cest la Vie

Thousands of shoes tie up Miami freeway; Lt. Pat Santangelo says the Florida Highway Patrol received a call about the shoes Friday morning on the Palmetto Expressway.

Santangelo says he's not sure where the used shoes came from. There were no signs of a crash and no one stopped to claim them. He says he hopes someone will take them because he doesn't want to send them to the dump.

No need, just give Imelda Marcos a bell.

Women use threat of no sex to stop fireworks

Se Spari, Niente Sesso (If you shoot no sex) as the group calls itself, claims to have signed up hundreds of women in the Naples area to combat celebrations that injure or maim hundreds each year.

Staiano said, "There are other ways to celebrate." And if men don't get the message, women should "send them to sleep on the couch."

So guys if you let off a banger……………..

"It's not true that life is one damn thing after another; it is one damn thing over and over."
Edna St. Vincent Millay (US poet 1829-1950)

That’s your lot.