Can’t tell you what the wevver is doing this Sunday because
there is more than a touch of Keats (without the mellow fruitfulness bit) at
the Castle this morn.
Having a day orf from putting coloured stuff on the walls,
ceilings, me and the floors, didn’t wake up until 9.30 of the am, had some
brekky, did a bit of tidying up, changed the duvet cover (with not a lot of
help from his Maj) had a shower and am now sitting in front of the TV (after
hearing the result of the Japanese GP before the morons at Auntie actually
showed the highlights of the bleedin race) a bit more than miffed.
So I thought I would explain to those that don’t seem to get
the idea of this Piss Poor Blog and the so called thinking behind it.
During my years (1951 to date) I have put up with one King, one
Queen, and twelve different Prime Monsters;
and to be honest sod all has changed, we are no better orf (yes we have more ‘things’),
some of us are warmer in the cold bits, we have internal combustion vehicles
that move us about (when we can afford to put go juice in them), we are going
to retire at an older age with smaller pensions, and our NHS is on the verge of
privatisation; very few of us have more money, and the elite have
everything-as usual.
After “M” was taken I used to write for a “medical” blog
where I vented what is left of my spleen against various no-mates medics, the
Dept of Elf, the GMC, the Government of the hour and anybody else that I could
think of.
Then I became more than a tad disillusioned with having a
vent because although it made me feel better it produced sod all results, so
All and Sundry was born which looks at the nicer side of life, a bit of a
laugh, or a giggle sometimes a belly laugh and occasionally all three resulting
in a follow through.
For those that are looking for a reasoned, logical, well
punctuated, precise blog-look elsewhere because that isn’t what you are going
to get here.
Most of the posts (apart from the first one or two items)
are not there to tell everyone how bad life is-we already know that, there are
millions of other blogs out there that will put you on Fluoxetine; the “news” published
here is slanted toward getting away from the Pointless Politicians, the sorry
state of Blighty and the World, the endless banging on about “inherited
deficits” and the aging population.
All and Sundry has a peep at the dafter side of human existence,
the Numptys, the Cupid Stunts, the gormless, the hopeless and the just plain
stupid.
So there we are, all are welcome at All and Sundry, anyone
can comment, I read them all but do not publish “anonymous” ones, so if you
want to be published join this blog, but if there is any hint of self
advertising it will go into the junk pile, and if you want to have a go-fine but there will be consequences.
Life is far too short (I know) to take it more than a whimsy
seriously, no matter how many crusades, rants, and campaigns are fired about
the Blogosphere (and well done to them) very little will make a difference,
there are a few things that produce a very, very small improvement to a very,
very few people, but overall “they” have got their way for centuries and “they
will continue to do so.
So if you are reading this while snuggled up under the duvet
with a nice cup of coffee, scroll dahn to other posts, enjoy, laugh, but most
of all forget about “Real Life” for a while...
Angus
